I was walking for a long time. It felt like hours. Maybe days. The empty halls of the abandoned pink prison echoed every sound I made. Every step, every breath. Everything. I looked at the locked cells, now empty and ghostly. A place that once had so much life. It wasn't a good life. But it was a life nonetheless. Once a place that was filled with fear and anxiety now was filled with solitude and loneliness. I gripped my pink dress as I continued. The locked cells were locked forever, as I couldn't open them or break the bars.  As I got to the end of the hallway, I saw the exit. I smiled, as I saw the light peeking out from the crack it was open. I gripped the doorknob and opened it, letting the cool winter breeze cover my face. I pulled my winter cap over my hair and I took my first step out, into the frozen leaves. Hearing a noise behind me, I turned around and I saw that all of the previously locked cell doors were all unlocked and wide open.