The Hole in the Ceiling

The Hole in the Ceiling by: Skye Stewart

Hi! Let me give you a little back story before we start. A girl named Sarah Marie Wilson was a young teenager (sixteen to be exact) and Sarah had a rough past since her parents died in a house fire caused by a robbery in their house when she was ten years old, then she had to live with her uncle and aunt in Alabama. Then Sarah had moved in with her seventeen-year-old boyfriend Tom. But, she kept hearing these rumors that he was cheating on her, so she had no choice but to end these rumors by breaking up with him, but there's a small, no, big problem before she does.

Present day

"Tom?"

"Yeah Babe" Tom yelled from the other room.

"Can you come here for a moment, we need to talk."

Tom walks in to see Sarah with a small object in her hand. Not only did he know that she had some news for him. As Sarah saw him come in, her eyes started to water and shed tears, but not that much to where he could notice.

"What is that" Tom asked immediately after he saw it.

"Um..." Sarah couldn't get the words out as she tried to tell him.

"What is it?!" He yelled at Sarah, which made her even more scared to tell him.

"This is a pregnancy test that I took and it says I'm............... pregnant." She couldn't look in his eyes because Sarah was afraid of his reaction.

"What?! That's Impossible!" As Tom yelled Sarah tried to calm him down but it only got worse. "I thought you said you were on the pill?!"

"I was, but I guess the pill didn't work. A lot of people get pregnant even if they are on the..." Sarah was interrupted by a painful sting on her face and the next thing she knew; Sarah was on the ground balling her eyes out.

"Shut up, you're nothing but a worthless piece of trash, and trash belongs in the garbage!"

All of a sudden Sarah blacks out and wakes up in a cold, and dark room on the ground in nothing but a tank top and shorts.

"Hello?! Hello?! Anyone there??? Help!!!!" Sarah was screaming at the top of her lungs trying to figure out where she was when Tom opened a small hole in the ceiling of this room. But not only did she know that was the floor boards to Tom.

"Stop screaming Sarah, no one can here you."

"Please, please let me out, I can't be down here please." She cried out in pain.

"There is no way you are getting back up here. You are a lousy girlfriend and only lousy girlfriends get pregnant." Tom voiced echoed through the large empty "dungeon". After Tom shut the small door that opened the hole, Sarah stood up and went to the middle of the room (or what she thought was the middle) and she fell to her knees, and put her head up high and said one line.

"God if you can hear me, please get me out of here." Sarah laid down in one of the corners and curled up into a ball and cried herself to sleep.

Two Weeks Later

Sarah woke up from maybe an hour of sleep and was laying a puddle of something. She sat up and saw that it was a puddle of blood and Sarah knew that she lost her baby. Sarah was devastated. Sarah knew that since this baby was gone, that she had no one that really loved her and/or that cared about her. She didn't have any friends because she dropped out of school when she was a junior in high school, and the only family she had left was her aunt and uncle but they were almost three-thousand miles away in Alabama. Every night her cries got harder and her screams got quieter and eventually it stopped. Her cries, screams, everything, all stopped. Why, you may ask, well she stopped for one simple and specific reason... Sarah Marie Wilson was dead.