Thirteen

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The room was cold. Colder than ever before. I was alone but it wasn't there. I walked around for what felt like an eternity but was luckily pulled from the container. The man was staring shaking his head at me, that only meant that I was bad and was going to be put in The Gold Room. I began crying as the men bragged me to the room but this time I didn't want to be in the room, it was not my fault that The Scary wasn't there. In one full movement I was staring at the guys and I killed them. All three of them.

When I could see again the man with the white hair was holding me, we were in a room and I was in a bed. I looked over to him and he had his fingers linked together and his head was resting on them. I tried not to move so he wouldn't look up but he did. He got up and left the room.

When he came back I was pulled from the comfy position I was in and immediately put into the water container.

When I got to the water I was not alone, but it wasn't The Scary. It was a person just like me. They didn't have hair either but it was darker than my almost white hair. I walked over and tapped on their shoulder. It was a girl. She turned around very quickly and I stumbled back. She was wearing a pink, faded dress and shoes. Her eyes were wide open and she stared at me for a very long time then grabbed my left arm. I pulled away in reflex but she grabbed me again.

013 on my arm in black ink. I didn't understand what it was for but I responded to this.

She lifted her arm and it read 011.

"Thirteen" she mumbled to me, then she was gone. I ran around looking for her but nothing.

I was pulled out of the water and the white hair man was scrambling around to everyone else in the room. I stood on the platform soaking wet and shivering.

"Thirteen." I mumbled under my breath. He herd me. He watched me then took me by the arm and drug me to the room with the bed.

I was left alone for a long time but then a lady came in. She began talking and talking and talking about stuff that I had no idea what it meant. I stared at her the whole time. She kept mindlessly going on and on.

"SHUT UP!" I screamed to her. She looked at me with a shocked expression. I threw her against the wall with a quick glance. My vision went blurry but I continue to the door with my hands out. I saw more figures round the halls and I threw them too. I couldn't see anything but a white blur but I kept on until I found a room that I could hide in. My eyes fixed themselves and I surveyed the room. There was a window. I haven't seen outside since...I don't know when but there was no time to mess around and look at everything. I open the window and jumped. It wasn't a far jump but I hurt my ankle anyway.

I ran despite the immense pain in my leg. I got to the fence, there was already a hole in the fence. I climbed through and ran and ran and ran. The fallen twigs hurt my feet but I kept going. In the middle of the woods there was a stick building. I quickly got inside. There were drawings and there was a blanket. I hid under the blanket and somehow fell asleep.

I woke up to mumbling and when I fluttered my eyes there was a boy standing over me. I shot up and backed away into the corner as far as I could. He was just as scared. He was small like me and had longish brown hair and a few dots on his face. He was very scared and I imagined I looked the same way.

"How did you get here?" He asked. His voice was soft and I liked it. He didn't shout at like the man did. I didn't say anything. He let out a sigh. "What's your name?" I don't know what was wrong but I couldn't find the words to talk. I just looked at him. He looked around. "I'm Will. This is my castle. It's not much but I made it all by myself." He smiled. I looked around and smiled too. He had a nice smile but he looked sick. Like the girl I saw.

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