I hate it here. I don't show it often but it's true. It's hard to find happiness in this place. Especially since the name if the facility literally means 'until death' in Arabic. We will be stuck here forever.
I've never been religious but lately I've been praying a lot. Mainly for healing, for my friends, for an escape. I drown out the sound around me and kneel near my bed. I gently place my elbows on the thin sheet, link my figures together, and close my eyes.
'Dear God
If you are listening to me, please grant my wish. I wish for Drew's cuts to heal and Ethan's scabs to finish healing. I just want happiness again. Even if it's only a little bit. Also, help me ,Alex, Ella, Ethan , and Drew escape. I know this isn't the actually hell but I'm pretty sure its close.
Amen'
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"Pst!" I hear someone calling for my attention, I look up.
A man with dark gray peppered hair and hazel eyes stands outside my cell. I back up, my heart stops, I can't breath.
Craig.
He has one hand behind his back and pulls a key out of his pocket with the other. I back up farther and stumble over my feet. I fall to the ground as a tear falls down my cheek. It's my turn.
He reveals a stick with the hand that was behind his back and starts raising it over his head. I scream.
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Hatta Almawt
Teen FictionA group of kids struggle at life in an unknown hidden facility in the middle of the forest. Hatta Almawt. Abused and scared these 5 teens find a way to escape. But what happens after all that?
