The calendar on the wall marks two years and two days. Each passing day the page falls off and tells me that another day of me being trapped has passed. The table shines from my obsessive cleaning and the floors creak from my constant wandering. Pretty much anything that is in here has been manifested from my wild imagination. I made a whole new life and quite frankly, I can't truthfully say to you that I want to leave it. After a while you get used to the constant loneliness and not being able to leave. You even start to like it sometimes.
The bed really isn't all that uncomfortable. Especially knowing that it isn't mine. The window shows me whatever I want to see. Dinosaurs, unicorns, under the ocean. Of course I would never be as immature as to bother with such things. I want to see my parents. My friends. But right now there is a voice. Like an intercom. It comes on when people come and talk to me. Why? No idea. But the voices echo. I don't know if there is a setting that changes that or if I just have to deal with it. It's River's voice.
"Hey Xavier. How have you been doing?" Uhm, should I move? How do I move? Do I want to? I look out the window and see River.
"So, I met somebody a while ago. I am sorry that I didn't tell you earlier. I was scared to come." Yeah, yeah. That's great. Who did you meet? He's fidgeting. Why is he fidgeting? Quit it, River. How do I talk to him?
"Her name is Carter. She is amazing. She wants to meet me. You would understand why I can't."
Carter?!? But, he knows her. They have met before. I introduced them. Given we were five. He shouldn't be scared. But he is. Because I can't tell him all of this. Because I can't talk. It will be alright though. I can tell. Because the place is calm. And so am I.
River left about two hours later. I guess he got tired of me not answering him. He sighed and said goodbye then walked out.
One day soon, I hope I will be able to talk to him.

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Xavier's Diseases.
Roman pour AdolescentsI can't tell you about this story. If I try, it will give away too much. Then there would be no story. Enjoy, though.