Maybe One Day We Might Survive

1. The Dream (Alex)

4 years ago.

Sunny fields, blue sky, laughing with friends.

I was turning fourteen, a day of joy but also the last day I ever saw.

I was sitting on a bench with my boyfriend Max. He was the best, kind, loyal, funny and cute. We laughed about stuff, talked about what it would be like to travel the world together.

When the sun stared to set and the moon stared to rise, me and all of my friends sat on logs around a fire and told scary stories, about children being kidnapped and people being tortured.

Then everything went fuzzy and I heard loud banging noises, people shouting. Then the field started to fade.

"No! I don't want to go back," I shouted "please let me stay, please."

Now.

Then I woke, I was back I my cell, a small room with a bed and a mirror. The sound of water dripping off the walls. the smell of chemicals and mold made my head hurt. The sounds of people screaming. I got up and walked over to the mirror, I looked at my self and wondered if I was pretty, my skin was very pale, I had long messy blonde hair, blue eyes and a tattoo on my neck that said;
Alexander Roberts
No. 15
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Alex was my name and I wasn't sure what the number ment but all the people here had different numbers and the four lines ment four years. Yep I had been here ever since I turned fourteen. The day a dream about every night, the one when me and my friends would sit around the fire and tell stories, the dream when I was taken away and my parents didn't even care, the dream were max dies because of me, the dream that actually happened.

I stared at myself in the mirror as a tear rolled down my cheek.

Then I heard a rattle and a bang and a plate of food slid into my cell, it wasn't much but it was better than nothing, I ate the food and looked at a little box that was on the plate and I opened it, inside were two little pills, the ones that I ate everyday so the people that put me in here could be safe. I put them both in my mouth and swallowed. The taste made me feel sick and made me hold my head in pain. Then it stoped, it wasn't that bad I was used to it now. Then the door opened and I man stepped in.

"Time to go." He said whilst tying my hands up.

He led me out the door and into a room that said Testing room.