I touched the holes gently again with my fingers. Little bursts of cold air flew through each one. The man continues to grunt and walk. At some points he stops and then continues.
I stay in the bag, not trying to escape at all. I relax and save my energy for later.
The man grunts and grunts and eventually lifts me up and throws me on hard, metal ground. I hear a soft click and the slamming of a door. Something starts to rumble and I feel the vibration. I'm on a truck. A pick up truck. I peek through the holes and see that a fence was starting to form around the back of the truck. I stare up and see the trees flying by in green and brown blurs. I look at the fence again and wondered how quick that could form. It wasn't built there. It was automatic and a technology piece. I hide back in the bag and move my body a little. I have been crouching down for the past hour. I lay on my side and see the small holes looking at me. I close my eyes and breath in deep breaths of cold, refreshing air. My eyes start to fall heavily. My eyelids are trying hard to stay open. Another whisk of whims flies by me and I immediately fall asleep.
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I wake to the sound of something tugging me roughly. A bright light shines in my eyes and move my hands to block them but they don't move. I look up and see both my arms in heavy chains that are stuck to the metal ceilings. I look down and my legs are attached as well but they don't hang from the ground.
I look forward. My breath almost stops. I see tons and tons of windows filled with hanging people just like me. They look helpless and tired. Their hands hang limply on the chains. I stare at them shocked. Then I see sudden movement to my right. I steer my head and see a brunette kicking and slapping three men. They are bruised and bleeding. One has a black eye. The brunette looks up and I finally notice that's Kowa. I look at her sadly and she finds my eyes. Kowa suddenly stops trying and her eyes droop sadly. She mouths something quickly but I couldn't seem to figure out what. The men lead her to a locked door harshly. They place black, large glasses on and a bright, harsh light appears. My eyes hurt and I shut my eyelids tight. In the process of shutting them, some people didn't even blink. They just stared at the opposite person across them. I look at the door and notice Kowa and the men were gone.
I open my mouth to say something and realize there's no one here to listen. I close my mouth and see lots of pushing at my peripheral vision ahead. I look up slowly and see Kowa in white with red stains everywhere. She walks limply to the chains and the men grab something from their belts. "KOWA!" I run to the window but the chains pull me backward completely. I look across. At the same time all three slash their whips at Kowa's back. She falls to the ground. Her body twitches. More blood stains her shirt.
I look at her and see tears forming. How could we end up in this MESSED UP WORLD? WHY DID WE HAVE TO LIVE LIKE THIS! I start to clench my fists angrily and a few tears fall down. My jaw and teeth start to clench. My nails dig into my palms but I don't seem to notice. My face is getting redder and redder, until, I hear the snaps of metal.
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Our Mental Love
Teen Fiction"She coughs lowly. I stare back at her. She looks up at me. Her eyes are beautiful and so deep. They mean something much more than emotion. I wonder if my eyes are like that." -Our Mental Love This is a story about Darren's slightl...