Empty

I wrote a lot today...but nothing to really post that I was happy with.  Here is a small part of something that I started and not really edited.

Emily stared at the wall in her cell.  Thoughts lingered inside her head as she focused on the events that brought her to this place in time.  Thoughts she would have rather forgotten, but knew they were burned into her memory forever.

It had seemed like only yesterday growing up in the house on Cherokee street.  It was miles away from the grey walls she had grown accustomed to now.  Her parents had never been there.  The smell of the alcohol always on their breaths and unkind words being slurred through their lips.  

I tried to escape the world.  Leave everything behind.