"Star, darling, I'm sorry. But we are doing this for your own safety. The outside world is a scary place you know." My mum explained as i lay next to her, sprawled across my bed.
"I know but I'm 17 and i have no friends, Im stuck listening to music from the stone age and I have no idea how it feels to be a regular teenager!" I sighed in frustration, in response my mum got up off the bed and stormed towards the door,
"You should be grateful! I adopted you from that god forsaken agency and i have loved and care for you for 13 years! But no, I'm always the bad. One for trying to protect you!" She slammed the door behind her. I could hear her loud footsteps going down the stairs.
I feel like Rapunzel, trapped in her towel unable to get out.
I opened my eyes and scanned my room, it looked so bland. Plain off-white walls covered in dirt marks, meeting the ripped sealing plastered over in different places. The light globe sitting alone in the center of the roof, lighting the room dimly. There was no windows, no posters and no decorations. My small chest of draws sitting opposite my bed. It held only 5 shirts, 2 shorts, a pair of jeans, a skirt, a set of pajamas and the other basics. My mum tells my me I'm like every other teenager, only luckier. But i just don't understand, if every other person wasn't allowed to ever leave there house then how would relationships exist? Friendships too. I have never met anyone apart from my mum and her friends. I have only read about the pinks, reds and yellows of a sunset and the bright shining stars the glow in the night sky. I have never seen them, never experienced them. I recently turned 17 and i have only left my bedroom to go to the bathroom or the computer. My mum educates me, schools me but thats all i do. Im pretty smart though, if i do say so myself!
I am 17.
I am Star.
Welcome to my life.
