"AHHHHHHH" I woke up screaming. It was that dream again... It keeps haunting me. The night where I had to kill to survive. A sick game. I had participate just because I am special. I can control electricity. It doesn't matter how old you are. There are 10 year olds participating, just because they are special. What kind of sick life is it? I am 14 and I was picked to fight. Not everybody has the power. Only the "special" and "chosen" ones. Chosen my ass. We all train at a place and we train to kill and fight. To entertain the higher ups.
Anyways...
I won the game. The Survival Game. And it haunts me everyday. The blood, the screams. It is killing me. I am a monster. I don't even have a name. A proper name. My number is 3 and I am level 5. The highest you can go. That means that I have mastered my power.
If you win the game, you were promissed that you will be able to live in peace. How is it living in peace if you have nightmares EVERY FUCKING DAY?! I want to get away from this hell hole and go somewhere else. Like an anime. Maybe Death Note. Its crazy. I think I am going mental. I fell asleep again.
