I keep hearing drips and the drops from the rain that has been happening for the past few days. I was told it would continue to do so for the next 2 weeks. I didn't believe them of course. How could I? They never once told me an honest thing about themselves, much less told me what was in the food they would have to force down my throat so how could I trust their word? I miss being able to walk in the rain. The calmness it has and the power it creates to cause destruction help with my amusement most of the time. I was told by someone that rain holds memories. I don't remember who it was anymore. The only thing I remember was the fact that they had a nice voice...and a nice screaming tone as well. The creation I created from them was magnificent. I ended up adding a new tool from my collection and by the time I knew it I could hardly even recognize what my creation was once before. Now it was a canvas for the world to behold.
The wall began to speak to me one night. I was a bit taken aback but their offer for my freedom made it worth being able to listen to them and their demands "Don't tell anyone you can hear me, listen to all my missions so you'll be closer to freedom and do not and I mean do not second guess anything from this moment forth or else I will find someone else to help while you suffer in this room of yours". I didn't believe them for a second. If I can't trust people how can I trust a voice? All of a sudden I felt a tightening feeling throughout my body. Each and every second it feels like my body is getting closer and closer. My organs squishing into one another, my bones breaking bit by bit. "I told you to never second guess me". I knew at this moment that I was a part of a creation... I wanted to so badly be one with this creation but I wanted my taste of freedom; Even if it was only for a second. "Very well I won't ever question you again" "very well". Even though I could not see them I could tell the voice was smiling...why was it smiling with a sinister look?
"Now let's get you out of here shall we?"

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Restraint
HorrorWhat happened to me? Why can't I move? Why is that when I see white or a happy person I see Red and anger? *Only the beginning, will upload new material little by little, NOT COMPLETE YET*