I miss being free. Why am I stuck in this room? Why was I placed here? All I wanted to do was go back. Go back to my home.
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I stare up at the tree, laying on the lone island in the middle in the room. Two locked doors on either side. Ganondorf would drop by once in a while. Giving me food. This time he gave me this journal, along with something to write with.
I really have nothing to do but train, so this is a good change. I slowly am starting to despise that man.He took me from my home, my family, and I have no way back now. He took my magic, my free will.
"Damn you." My voice held hate, I was slowly losing myself to insanity. This room was an problem waiting to happen. I just knew it.
He told me I must train, but train for what? Nothing can come into this room. I can hear the creatures outside, trying to get in. Trying to get to me. The two locked doors keep them out though. I wouldn't mind if something got in, being able to tear it apart with my sword.
The silence is deafening, I can hear myself breath, my heart beat, the scrape of the writing tool against the paper.
Why me? What did I do to deserve this? I'm only ten!
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