I had never seen a sunset or a rainbow. I had never felt what it feels like to have love. I had never seen the beach or the snow. The only things that I had seen were the cement walls, floor, and ceiling. Maybe I hadn't have had many, if any, experiences, but what I do know, is what it feels like to be alone. It feels like no matter how loud you yell, or how many times you beat your fists against the wall, you feel like you will never be heard. I got food from an automatic dispenser and water from the fountain next to my bed. There were vents about a half a foot in height and two feet in width. I slept on a spring mattress that lies on top of a metal frame. And if you're thinking that I could use the frame to get out, you're wrong, I tried. Once they realized what I was doing, they dispersed a gas in the room that made me pass out. So, I know I'm not truly alone, however I had never actually spoken a word to anyone besides myself what do you define as alone? I think that I was alone but that's by my definition. I called the people that held me here, "The Creators" since I didn't know if I actually have a mother or father, all that I could assume is that they created me. Whether I was a clone or if I was just kidnapped, I didn't know. It was strange though, it was like I remember seeing things, sunsets and rainbows, but they weren't my memories. It was like the images are just planted inside my head. The only time that I ever got out of my room, was in my dreams. I would mostly dream about what the outside world might be like. I had dreamt of the ocean waves being a miraculous blue and mountains that scrape the stars. I had dreamt of big cities that have people everywhere and buildings that line the streets. I had never seen these things, but I know that they are out there. I have black hair that gets past my shoulder blades but not much farther. I don't know what I really look like to someone else because I had in ever looked in a mirror. I had been held in my room for my whole life and judging by my body, I'm around 15 years old, but my situation was about to change.
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Alone
AdventureTrapped in a cell for her whole life, at the age of 15 makes a plan for escape only to find that there is much more torment to come