It all begins tonight...

The clock struck for the third time. She stood up from her bed and slowly dragged the heavy chair across the wooden floor, periodically pausing to ensure that no other sound could be heard save for her slow and regulated breaths. She almost reached the window when a thick oak leg of the chair scrapped across a loose board she did not notice. The result was a low groan. Quickly freezing, her ears pricked up again for any signs of movement. Convinced that no one was on to her, she pushed the chair the rest of the way to the window and plonked down onto its soft cushion, a soft sigh escaping her pursed lips.

She glanced wearily out the window, placing her arms on the dusty window sill. The moon shone big and bright in the dark sky, and with most of the neighbourhood dark, she could make out the grey clouds that slowly moved across the pale yellow light. It really was a beautiful night indeed, as they had predicted. What cruel irony, was the only thing on her mind. She did a quick backward glance towards the door as she thought of the paradox in the situation, as if afraid of someone reading her thoughts.

On the outside, everything appeared so immaculate and wonderful. Inside was a hell hole that only she knew. Only she could understand the extent of misery and darkness that filled up the space from the inside, never quite reaching the outside so people couldn't see. What a family, what a life, what a joke. She could almost laugh at the situation, laugh till tears streaked down her face, actually. She shook her head at their obliviousness to every situation that came running smack in their faces. She sighed at their inability to connect with her. She smirked as she realised just how much above them she was and how she didn't have to tolerate their nonsense at any cost.

No one must know, she muttered softly under her breath. She ran a soft hand through her long, dark hair and looked at the few strands that were pulled out by the action. They were strands of hair that didn't even hurt her when she pulled them out. They were dispensable. Like she was. Dispensable.