I've been in this prison for five years now. There's thirty-two others childeren here as well, but no grown-ups. If i don't look at the guards at least. I don't know how old I am, what year we're in, or how my life was before all of this. The only thing I know is that take every year one of us with them. No-one knows why, and no-one certainly know where they take us. Some of the prisoners said they take us outside, but that soon became a long forgotten happy thought. And today.. today it's my turn.
