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Ok let's go ...
Leaving Chicago is a good thing with everything that happened ...but trust me coming back to the old city, it's not really very exciting to live .... I want a new city behind it all, just go to the other side of the world and start over ...
I still understood how I got there, how I left Chicago to come back to the starting point: Rosenwood ...The flight passed in the blink of an eye .... I didn't have time to go back before I even got to Rosenwood ...
Here is Rosenwood again, intrigued, mysterious...the most boring town I have ever known.
Everything is the same here...after so many years, nothing has changed...nothing...
After so many years, everything seems to be the same in the same place as if I had never left.
When I left the airport, I had to take a cab because it is the only means of transportation, even the means of transportation have disappeared with time.
After a long trip, as I rolled down the window of that old car, it reflected identical houses that swallowed the alley wildly: they hid terrible secrets that we still did not know .... all those people behind those houses: either they were innocent trying to escape this curse, or they were accomplices who are now hiding and offering themselves a better life through others.
I thought about those who lived here before and those who might still live here...Will Rosenwood open up to new people?! or will she reject them in her own way?! .
At the end of the driveway, passing my old high school: Helliade wild Rosenwood high school, where all my problems began...I regret every second of living in that hellhole, the memories came flooding back.
Tightening my dress, I felt a burning in my body little by little, probably the letter hidden in my back pocket sent me long shivers that tortured me afterwards .... Am I really back .... ? after all... after all that happened... Just thinking about it made me so anxious that I wanted to get off and throw up... out of my thoughts, the cab took us to my old house...
-Here we are , my sister announced, what a welcome!
From what I remember, my house was the only bright and healthy house in town. Looking at it this way, it was far from the last.
I rolled my suitcase to the front door and Jessica grabbed the keys from under the rug where they were usually hidden. Some habits never die.
Jessica turned the key and walked into the house.
No one was home. Not even my mother, surely she is working now! Left bent at the entrance, I remember everything since the first step in this city, smelling that familiar and particular smell, I get lost in the heart of these memories...
Jessica interrupts me: don't you want to go back sis?!
-I...What time is it ?! I ask her.
-It's almost 8pm...
-I have to leave, I tell her.
- We just arrived and already you want to run away.
-I have something to do and don't wait for me at dinner.
-Wait, it's about the letter...right?! I won't let you go, not after the last time ....
-but .... ? !
she slammed the front door without letting me finish my sentence...
ok ..., let's go! I'll tell her.
I know she won't let me go alone, so I don't have to insist... the storm is starting to settle down.
The sky is already covered with clouds... it's always overcast here. I didn't want to go home.
The sky was crackling with lightning and the wind was picking up, lanterns were lighting up the end of the wide road I was walking on.
It wasn't that late but there was no one on the street. It seemed as if the city wanted to kill every person who stepped outside.
How many times have I walked back down this street by the light of those lanterns?
After an hour, our legs began to wear out.
We didn't know where to go, we just walked looking at the houses on either side of the road...chills ran through every inch of my whole body. it's getting cold here....