I wake up abruptly, the images of my nightmare still fresh in my head. I had dreamt that one of those dreaded things, called animals, had come alive and attacked me! I shake my head violently, trying to disperse the horrifying images.
I roll out of my cot and strip down to my underclothes, then dressing in my scratchy day clothes that we have to wear in The Government. If you are seen not wearing them in daylight, you are killed on the spot. And that's that.
I rip my fingers through my hair, wincing at the pain, but continuing anyway. I hurriedly grab my pack and dart out the door. In my sudden hurry, my foot catches on the door panel, sending me tumbling down the front steps.
I grit my teeth as the sharp edge of the first hard gray step catches my back. Another step cuts my leg. As I hit the ground, my momentum causes me to slide. Tears spring into my eyes as pain splinters my whole body.
When I finally stop, I hurriedly wipe away the threating tears. My knee is gushing blood, along with a cut on my other leg. My hands are skinned and bruised from where I tried to stop myself. The back of my shirt os soaked with blood.
My body feels battered and bruised, but I push away the pain.
I stand up, pain richocheting back to me full force as I let out a cry.
The gray steps are stained dark red with blood, along with the walkway. I don't care.
I quickly wipe away the stupid tears that have made it past my guards. Anger boils up inside of me as I get more and more angry at everything. The animals. My hurt self. The steps. The Government. Everyone. Everything. "I hate it all!" I shriek and punch a nearby fire pole with all my might.
Pain blossoms in my arm as black spots fill my vision because of all the pain. I hear a crack and know that my hand is broken. But I don't care.
I let out a screech, filled with all the anger and pain that I feel right now. I sink to the ground on my knees.
Pain. It has always been pain. The Government tries to help, but this world has always been and will always be pain.
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