Chapter One

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As I sit inside of my cell, on my one person cot that is only a few feet away from the cell door, and a couple of feet from my porthole, I slowly start to realize that this is actually happening. Standing up and moving the short distance from my cot to my porthole, I start to think about my family and how much I miss them. A feeling of longing overcomes me, leaving me hopeless and moderately depressed.

Looking through my porthole into the dark abyss of scattered light orbs and flying rocks called space, a wave of depression and anxiety comes over me and I feel my eyes beginning to fill with tears. Just as there is a loud bang in the hall, a stray tear falls down my cheek.

Turning around quickly to see what it is, more tears find their place down my cheeks and off my chin. It's the guards! Fear spreads throughout my body like a wildfire. But I'm not ready to die...

The tears began to fall faster and heavier down my face, my chest rises and falls rapidly, and I find myself gasping for air. I begin to shake violently while letting out soft yet harsh noises of complete and utter fear. I begin to think back to how this situation was even possible.

It all started that one summer day... 

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