Living My Life

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I was born and I didn't know who my parents were and I didn't know if I had any siblings either. I was raised in a cage and had never been outside of this room. I had been out of the cage, which was no larger than about 3 x 2 feet. They let me roam the room that was maybe 11 x 13 feet.

I knew about three of the men who walked in the room on occasion, the one who was always in here went by Doctor Howard but he let me call him Owen. I loved Owen, he was nice to me unlike some of the others who treated me like I was nonexistent. Owen had shaggy yellow hair that was brown at the base of his skull. He had mellowy brown eyes, straight white teeth, and a slightly tanned skin colour.

He taught me the things that I know now so that I know how to talk and do the basic things that they do in a place called 'school'. School sounds like a pretty cool place from what Owen told me but I've never been outside so I'm sort of doubting that there is an outside, but Owen keeps telling me the same thing,"(Y/N) sweetie, there is an outside, don't worry you'll see it someday." Then he just leaves it at that. When is someday though? Will it ever come? How long will it take, and what if something happens to me before that day?

Owen walked in the room and opened my cage door so I could run around the room. I went up to him and said,"Owen? Can we play a game today?"

He rubbed his hand through my hair playfully and said,"(Y/N) sweetie, I'm so sorry. We can't."

"Why Owen? I want to play that game with all of the food."

"Candyland? Sweetie I would love to play Candyland with you, but I can't." Tears welled up in his brown eyes," I'm so sorry."

I didn't know what to do. I could feel the tears in my eyes wanting me to break, but I won't," Owen. Why are you so sad? What happened?"

"They're taking you away from me. I can't come visit you anymore because they said that I've been coddling you too much and letting you out of your cage. Now I won't be able to see you at all (Y/N). I'm so sorry."

"Owen..." I ran up to him and hugged him as hard as I could. " Owen, I'm gonna miss you. I'm sure that we will see each other again and who knows, we might both be outside when it just happens." I said and smiled warmly, trying to make him as happy as I could.

~Time Skip~

Owen was gone and I hadn't seen him for a long time, I couldn't tell when it had been a full day because there were no clocks or windows. I sat in my cage all day long, didn't play board games, and eat different foods. I ate the same meal once a day, it looked like some king of weird gelatinous goo in a tin cup. I tried to starve myself but then they crammed it down my throat and forced me to swallow it, luckily it didn't have much of a taste.

This must be how my life is now I guess. Owen, when will you take me outside? Is it beautiful out there? Or is it just like in this cage where you are alone with boundaries?
Whatever it's like I still want to go out there no matter what.

"Hey (Y/N), how are you today sweetie?" A strange voice called from the rooms entrance. It wasn't as calming as Owen's voice was, no, this man had mischief hidden in his words. Nothing good could come from this.

The man walked to your cage slowly, he was a regular size and appeared to be in his early thirties.

He pulled a small bottle out of his left coat pocket and a needle out of his other. He pulled the plastic piece off of the needle and pushed the needles tip in the top of the small bottle, then he began to pull at the end of the needle. All I could do was sit and watch him from the small cage I was placed in.

He opened up the cage door and reached for my arm but I huddled in the back of my cage as far as I could. He then grabbed for the loose white night gown that I wore everyday, other than when it got washed every three days and I had to wear a different one.

He pulled me towards him saying," Don't worry, it'll all be okay. Don't pull away sweetie this is all supposed to happen and it can't be avoided. Do you understand?"

Who is this man? Why is he acting like Owen by calling me 'sweetie' like that? Why does this have to happen? Why can't it be avoided? Am I supposed to understand this? WHERE IS OWEN?

He stuck the needle in the soft spot of my neck and my body went limp and I stopped struggling almost instantly. My vision went blurry and I started to fall asleep. I tried to fight against the injection, but it overcame me like a wave stronger than any before.

I could hear the man's voice trying to use soothing words to make me calm down from before but know they were all muffled and muted.

My vision slowly went from blurry to black, because that's all there was left. I had completely slipped out of consciousness. It was over... Or was it?

(Cliffhanger lolol XD... I hate my life... and my writer's block...)

~Author-chan out

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