It's hard to believe how quickly life can change, how quickly life can be lost.Lost,in a world of lies, deceit.Trapped.

I walked away from the bustling kitchen,away from the steamed windows,tempting smells and clattering I walked along the dark corridors,an eerie feeling came over footsteps echoed along the corridor and i could hear the rain pattering on the window frame.I reached the door at the end and,balancing the breakfast tray in one hand,pushed the heavey wooden door.

At first I could not believe what lay in front of me.There on the bed lay the lady of the house.Her eyes closed and her skin cold to the attempts to wake her were in vain.Tears filled my eyes.Behind me i heard the floorboards creak and a small polite cough.

I turned to see the lady in waiting,Katherine, stood in the doorway.I noticed for the first time the blood stains on the snow white linen.I turned back to the doorway and saw the bloodied knife in Katherine's hand.Her eyes falshed with pure hatred and she spat one word at me."GO!".I fled down the stairs and out of the house never stopping to collect my cloak.I ran out of the house and felt the wind whip my face, the rain mixing and mingleing with my own tears.I never stopped running.I never looked back.

Her face still haunts my dreams.Peaceful,no hint of the voilence she endured.I vowed never to return to that dreadfil house and i never will, but im trapped there.Idied that day.I died inside.