Ozul Pruitt

She was sitting in her room in the chair, as she had been doing all day. They had practically shoved her in there like she was some kind of venomous snake who wasn’t to be messed with after being put back in its cage. She scoffed and rolled her eyes, that’s how people were, you do one thing for one reason and they label you as crazy without even asking what happened. She should expect nothing less at this point.