#denver;

Emma usually minds her own business and stays out of everyone’s way. Being a runaway means trying to be unseen, unheard. But when she sees what the guy did at the ATM, she realizes that it might be worth speaking up just this once. Following him down the street, she hitches her backpack up onto her shoulder. “Hey. Got a sec?” 

Nosferatu — what, as a child, did you imagine went bump in the night?: i didn’t imagine it. i knew that there was a spirit in my bedroom, of what, i have no idea, but if i could go back to my old house… i’d like to find out.