Caged- ch.20

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     This looks like my bedroom.  Exactly like it.  Expect there weren't hidden cameras everywhere.  I have my closet and it has all my clothes.  Its just like my room.  I think to myself.  The door is locked.  How I'll i get food ?  There's another door,  I walk into it and there's the bathroom!  I run to it.  I get in the shower.  I feel the hot waiter hitting against my skin.  I wash and wash and wash and wash. I never loved taking a shower so much. I get out of the shower.  I see a toilet! A toilet,  I've never been so happy  so see one before.
  But I'm still trapped.  In a cage I call life.  Torture I call living. Darkness I call love. 
  I look at the Perot of my mom on 'my nightstand' she looks so pretty. I miss her,  a lot.  I want her to be with me right now.  I want to be with her.  I want to see her beautiful face again.  What if I never get to see her again?
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  A plate slides under the door.  It has a McDonald's hamburger and fries.  I shove into my mouth.  My mouth is watering.  So hungry.  There's a cup and a straw also.  I throw await the straw and gulp down the Coke that was in the tiny cup thing.
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  "Matthew?"  I yell,  no answer.  Is he even here?  I can't say I've never been more miserable or I'd be lying.  I've had way worse than this.  This is heaven compared to before.  Is he trying to make me look good for Niagara Falls,  so it looks like he never did anything to me?
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I'm in bed.  My bed,  my bed in my bedroom.  All of this was a dream.  None of it was real.  Not working.  Why won't I wake up from this nightmare?  I am forced lost in this cage I call Life.

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