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What's going on? I want to go home. Please. I look around the room and see four people they all look very pale, their clothes are so raggedy and dirty, I could hear a strange type of growling, and there's chains wrapped around their ankles with dry blood. I feel a sharp pain in my wrist it stings and it burns.
I look down and see a number on my wrist. Is this a tattoo? Did they take me? Did they find out? I look down again and see chains also wrapped around my ankles.
I make an attempt at trying to take it off but the harder I tried the more pain it caused, "There's no point in trying. As you can see your ankle is bleeding just like ours." A young man said. This must be the prison for the children who weren't suppose to come into the world, last thing I remember is being ripped out of momma's arms and the guards murdered her right in front of me. She always said I would be safe and they wouldn't find out our secret but they found out and the other people in here with me must feel the pain and resentment that I feel.
Momma died because of me, all she did was try to hide me from them, keep me safe, and now...she's dead. I didn't even have the time to mourn because everything flashed before my eyes, things were chaotic. The reason we're all in here is because we broke the rules of our community but it's really not our faults. I wish I could just be at home again where my family and I sat by the fireplace, laughing, telling stories, feeling safe. My parents were only allowed to have two children because of the growing population.
There's not enough food for all of us so our community is close to starving and I'm the youngest so I had to be taken, momma hid me from the world so I could be safe but I will never be safe. Momma always said "You're gonna see the world one day darling but I must warn you it's not what you're expecting our world is now cruel, it's full of bad people. It feels like a dream now but once you face reality everything will change."
"Let go of me! Please don't take me!" One after another they're being taken. The friends I just met are being taken by the guards and not even one came back. There's only us three left the other two were gone.
The numbers on our wrist represents who will leave next and face their death, I'm number five which means I'm last. I can't let Pierce or Esther get taken Caroline and Ian must be gone by now. They're the ones who understand me they're also the first people I've ever talked to instead of my family. It's oldest to youngest that meant Esther would be taken next she's fifteen, Pierce is also fifteen, I'm the youngest I just turned thirteen not long ago. Esther is also mute so she never talked.
Yesterday she handed me a note and it said "She is older than me." I'm confused what does she mean? One of the guards found it. Esther was trying to make me die before her? Couldn't really blame her we all wanted to get out alive.
She just wanted more time to find out a way to escape, because of that she broke our friendship. After that day I only relied on myself. I can't trust anybody here. " Change of plans kids, Katherine you're next." When I first got here Pierce and Esther said they would try to keep me safe, we had to help each other to survive.
"You can't take her! No why are you so cruel?! We don't deserve this!" Pierce and I were shouting at once. The plan was for us to find an escape I was suppose to be last and find a way out, because of Esther it probably won't even happen.
I'm the source because my father use to work here he use to be an undercover guard he always tried to help the children escape in the past. I'm the only one who knows the way out because he once sneaked me in here so I could see what he does to make the world a better place. He was my hero. My vision gets blurred by my tears. They took him too, when they raided our house.
The disappointment on his fellow friends looked heartbreaking. They didn't expect him to be part of this situation "How could you commit treason?! How?! Your the one who unleashed those children aren't you?!" Instead of killing papa like they did with momma they took him, Mason, and Rebekah.
Will I ever see my siblings, Mason and Rebekah again? Has papa been executed yet? I have so many questions but will they get answered? If they didn't kill him on the spot they were most likely going to execute papa, Mason, and Rebekah. This all happen because I was born.
This happen because I couldn't simply shut my mouth for once. I just had to make a sound in my hiding spot! I killed momma! I may have killed papa too. Mason and Rebekah...
I was full of rage, guilt, fear, and I didn't wanna feel these emotions I just wanted to turn them off. I stood up and left the cell, once the guard took my arm I elbowed him in the face. Papa taught me how to defend myself if anything would ever happen to me and today was the day it will come to use. Once he was off guard I kicked him where the sun doesn't shine. Each of us ran I felt the pain in my stomach from running, the alarms blaring in my ears, the screaming, the orders getting shouted by a guard, the sound of guards chasing us.
I'm running barefoot, with uncomfortable, and dirty clothes, the dry blood all over my face from getting beaten by the guards, and once I found the exit we all ran out, and I locked the door from the outside. We ran down the field and crawled up the fence, the appearance of our environment was disastrous. I smelled smoke, buildings were torn apart, not a sight of a living thing was seen. "Where is everybody?" asked Pierce.
All three of us were panting from the running and we were filthy from mud. "I don't know." My response sounded like a faint whisper. "Guys we're gonna be strong and we're gonna find our families but first we have to find a safe haven." Pierce said.
"Yeah, if they aren't dead yet." I whispered. Will they find us? Even if we run the guards will still find a way to find us. Momma was right and she always will be, it's time to face reality and overcome my fears.
I looked down and stared at the charm bracelet momma got for me on my thirteenth birthday. Her last words came to me, "Cherish this bracelet darling it's the key to everything. Remember I will always be here for you my little guardian angel. I love you." I looked at the charm bracelet and I stared at the little angel charm and there was a little crack, I opened it and inside the angel was a paper.
There it was a tiny map to our safe haven. No there it was a tiny map to my safe haven. After what Esther did, I'm not leading her to my safe haven and I can't trust Pierce. Every man for himself. I looked back down at the map and put it back in the angel before anyone could see it. I stared at the little angel, I love you too momma.
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