I was 17 years old, born in Europe. What country? I didn't know but my family was American. They never told me. They never told me anything. When I had just turned two years old my parents died. "Your parents were killed by the bad people outside boy, thats why we don't go outside alright?" My grandpa had told me all my life. "Were not safe outside, you'd never make it on your own." We live in a cabin in the woods. Isolated. I think. I hear animals in the trees at night, he nailed all the windows with wood planks. Inside and out. I never left the cabin, I was born here in it. I never visited a school. I taught myself how to write while my grandma used to teach me how to read. Before she wasn't there anymore. One day she was gone. Grandpa acted as if he never had a wife. I think he's demented. How could he have my parents, how could I've been born ever. Our cabin door is locked, 6 child safe locks. Its not that I want to leave, it just seems questionable. Grandpa leaves seldomly. And when he does he goes shopping. How is he safe out there. Yesterday grandpa was shopping. I heard a scream through the walls from the woods. Have the bad people caught another victim. It was a woman. My grandpa returned. Right now I am supposed to make soup for him. He's hurting me, beating me, for every little 'wrong' thing i do. Ill get my revenge sooner or later. Maybe in this. When grandpa came in yesterday a frog hopped inside. We couldn't find it since. I hear a croak behind the fridge. The fridge with long chains and a big lock. It was hard to move but i caught him. I took a bucket and threw a brick in it. Soup needs flavor. Grandpa told me there would be things in the basement. Our basement was like a bunker. A wet leaky one its been raining for weeks. I found some potatoes and turnips. I checked if the old man was at the door and walked back into that room. Ive never been allowed in it but since it wasn't locked what could be in it. Freezers and boxes. I didn't open any but i found huge bones maybe from some deer. That'll give it taste. I ran back up and threw everything into a pot. The pot was filled to the brim with bones vegetables and the dead frog and its blood. My revenge. I didn't stop there. I stole the pills from under his pillow. He called them sleepy pills. But he never sleeps. He only takes a half very dangerous he said. I dumped it all in. Maybe he'll sleep now.
I walk to him with the bowl in my hand.
"Whats been taking you so long?!" I apologized and hid behind the door crack. He ate it all at once. As if he was starving. I walked back to my room thinking it was useless. Suddenly a loud sound. I ran back to see him laying in the ground. After a minute of shock i ripped the bound of keys from his neck. And took the hammer he always had there. I swung it up and down. Until grandpa was mashed. He looked inhumane now. He was finally off of me. I won. I ran into the corridor opened all the doors. Ran through the woods as far as the city was. I never had a mirror. I saw myself in the window of a car. My blood ran cold. I was covered in blood. I stood there doing nothing. Looking at me. Until the police stopped and took me. I told him my story, why i killed him. And it turned out. That man who has kept me locked up in a cabin, was not my grandpa. He was a crazy old man escaping from the world. He kidnapped my parents, killed them, kept me, kidnapped an old woman, she wasn't my grandma either but he noticed she was being nice to me, so he killed her as well. Now im here. Locked up. Instead of him. What have I become
