It was an eerie night and I just knocked the guards out with one of my ‘Sleeping potions’. I don’t know what I am, I only know that I am not human. I jumped out of my window, with only the clothes on my back. The sand felt creamy under my bare feet as I walked into the eerie night, and into my freedom. If I only knew what lied ahead of my path, I would have never ran away. I would probably run away in the future if I had decided to stay. It would have been harder to leave my birth place, to leave the people I had once cared so much about. Harder to leave my parents, or as I was told.