Before I start off with the chapter today I would like to take a moment and talk about this really cool person. Swibells does this really cool thing where she takes time to review books for people. If you wanna take a look the book is Book Reviewers for You. She also does really good poetry that reminds me of my life a little but that's besides the point. You should go check her out!
~Song for this chapter: Skin by Poet of the Falls~
Dear Journal,
I found out that today was the real last day of January. They for some reason decided to have it a day earlier. I over heard one of the Watchers saying they only did it because none of the Watchers had a day off in months.
Josh wasn't in class today, and they didn't let me outside. They said I had too much freedom this week to be going outside. They don't want me getting to riled up.
It's funny though. If you ever watched animals you can see they get more wilded when you keep them locked up for to long. Wouldn't keeping me in my bird cage be just the same?
Like wouldn't that mean that I am slowly going crazy trapped between metal bars? It almost feels like I am. I wonder if Josh feels the same way? Do they make him sing for them? The pretty singing bird. Do they stick him in a golden antique bird cage a give him treats when he uses his beautiful singing voice?
No. Probably not. They probably tape his beak so he can't sing. Like the terrible soul sucking people they are.
I'm a dove and he is a nightingale. We are surrounded by ravens and vultures. Each of them wanting our voice to me taken and our wings plucked so we can't fly away.
How I wish I could fly away.
Thanks for Listening,
Annabeth
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Thanks for Listening [Wattys2016]
Ficção AdolescenteAnnabeth loved laughing and dancing. She felt like a bird. She was a bird. Then one day something happens. A terrible thing happens and she is sent away. Now she must live her life in a grey cage with clipped wings. Forced to write in a jounral ev...