Loss of innocence

Three Flowers, One Pot

         "Test us out?? Under conditioning?? What does all this mean??" Lyrica paced the room "I don't know." I rocked back and forth on the cold, hard floor.

           Melissa was hiding under the bed, of course she was small enough to do that.

          I listen to her cry and whimper, some louder than others. I wanted to comfort her but I was having a crisis of my own. I was going to be the first to go.

           I ran my hands through my hair, wishing this nightmare would end, wishing I was home in bed not afraid to sleep, wishing I could end all of this.

           We hadn't had anything to drink, I was on the edge of drinking toilet water. My head was pounding and my foot was throbbing.

              "Lyrica! Shut up for a minute please!" I didn't mean to be rude but she wouldn't stop complaining about her problems when we all had problems.

              "Me?! Me shut up?! What about the baby under the bed who won't stop crying?!" She yelled back "Lyrica stop!" I screamed

             "Or what?!" She walked over to me. That's when I had enough. I stood up and punched her, laying her out cold.

             And just my luck, that's when the door opened again.

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