I live alone at the edge of everything
I don't remember my parents
Or life before exile
I only remember my name
Ander
And the number of days I've been alone
3,762
Over ten years
Every morning I make another scratch in the wall
But I am running out of space.
They bring me my meager meals
Dumping the boxes through the chute
Every year they dump new clothes through there too
Sometimes they tell me things through the chute
Simple things
"Terrible."
"Monster."
"Should have been killed."
They think the words will make me feel something
Emotion
But I have never felt emotion
Ever
YOU ARE READING
Unbreakable
Bilim KurguWe can save them But only if they allow us to We can fix everything But only if they realize it first They think we're the problem But we're not Right?
