Escape
Jeanette Diaz Michel
He constantly talked about this. He talked about how much he wanted to leave this place. His voice was always animated at the thought of leaving. There were so many possibilities he said. Something better. I watched him through orange tint. He was smiling brilliantly. Blue eyes sparkled as he spoke. He looked beautiful.
I was sure he didn’t notice me staring at him. His eyes and his mind were somewhere far away. Places outside of Wammy House. Thousands of miles away. He wanted to get away. He wanted to escape. I didn’t know what he wanted. I didn’t know what he was looking for. Mello wanted to b