I glanced out of the window, it had already started raining again. There was no chance of getting out of the house now. I threw myself back on the hard mattress. Great, I thought, another day trapped. It didn't matter how much it rained though, I wouldn't have gone anywhere I just needed that option. Just incase.
I walked over to the small brown mirror hanging over the draws and peered at my reflection. Same as usual. Puffy, swollen red eyes, gaunt cheeks and cracked, dry lips. That last one is probably my fault, I can have 3 cups of water a day but I just don't have them all. I'm too busy for that. I looked at the fresh bloody scratch down my arm and touched it tenderly. Ouch! It stings. Note to self do not touch it. I grabbed my black jumper and threw it on. No one would want to see that, reminders got you in even more trouble. I went over to the bed and made it, first job of the day. I carefully opened my door and crept downstairs. I sighed heavily as I looked at my surroundings. Why is it so hard for anyone to actually do anything around here? I knew it was left like this on purpose. I also knew that they exaggerated the mess even more, just so I would have to work just as hard every single day.
I turned on the tap and got to work.
After a couple of hours it was beginning to look clean again, they had high standards but we're happy to live like pigs. I knew what was expected of me by now and I also knew the dangers of not meeting these. I pulled up my sleeve and looked at the long wield down my arm. At least it had stopped bleeding. That was nothing though. I'd endured worse. It was the mental punishments that got to me the most. I shook my head, I was getting distracted. Focus. I grabbed the hoover and put it back under the stairs. I checked each room, making sure there were no hidden messes that could be used against me before I slowly made my way upstairs to my room.
It was my favourite room in this prison, they didn't come in here often as they didn't let me stay in here that much. Only during my free time. I had a few books stashed under my bed and I occupied that time reading and dreaming of freedom.
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Thanks for reading :) I will be trying to update at least once a week, maybe more when I can. Hopefully most of the chapters will be longer than this!
- CH
DU LIEST GERADE
Alone
RomanceLucy is trapped. At home. At school. Desperately dreaming of an escape from this life, can anyone help her? Will anyone notice her?