Slowly but steady, my sight begins to come back into perspective. Only this time I'm in a new room. With white walls which feel like a baby's mattress just brought back from the shop. A bitter scent lingers around the area. My eyes move around but sharply turn to a window at the end of the room. I dart towards it like a rhino charging at a tree. A distant figure is beyond the glass.
I slam my fists into the glass and the look on the persons face was hard to make out but I imagined he would of been shocked. Just the way I wanted it. A slight crack in the window appeared. I keep hitting trying to make a hole. Then I could just take a glimpse at reality.
Shards of glass pierce into my skin, vermilion red blood drips from my hands. My eye line follows the drop of blood. It hits the pearl white carpet. Slowly, the substance spreads making the carpet no longer pristine and clean.
I shake my head and get back to hitting the glass. I try everything from kicking even head butting the window. Nothing happened. Nothing! I put all my blood,tears and sweat into one last punch. I haul my fist towards the window. Defeated, the window smashes into a thousand pieces . I'm finally aloud to see who was beyond he window. I take a look and its my .........
