I looked at Colleen with interest.
There’s someone I know who put their hair up like that…
“Do I know you from somewhere?” I asked again.
“Uh…no.” Colleen stumbled.
“I think I’ve seen you before.” I stated.
“No you haven’t.”
“But I really think-”
“You. Have. Not.”
I had to end it there just because I knew I was working her last nerve.
We just sat there in silence for a bit, thinking….
I hate enclosed spaces!
I was only in prison for a few (grueling) weeks, not nearly long enough to drive a strong-willed person completely insane, but I was getting there. I am also very afraid of enclosed spaces. Also, even though I have very low stamina, I have to use energy just to keep comfortable.
So now I was trapped in a tree house, having to sit still and keep quiet. It’s just too much of hell for me to take!