Today was the first riot. Most of the Wandering were a part of it. Someone tried to beat Mae, so I pushed her out of the way and was beaten in her place. I can't see anything, "I hate this, everything is dark." I say.
"You're lucky it's only temporary, it will only be a for a little bit longer," Jake says. I nod while leaning against the wall.
"GET UP" I hear someone shout. It sounds like a guard. " SWORD GIRL!" I turn my head in the direction of the sound. "YEAH, YOU, " he says "GET UP" I struggle to stand and collapse to my knees. I hear him say something, when suddenly I feel a strong grip on my shoulder. "YOU DEAF?" he says "I SAID STAND UP." I cough, "You must be lookin' for trouble" I hear him say as he drags me. My sight is starting to return everything is blurry, I can make out rough shapes and some colours. I look around. I'm in a room with grey walls and I can feel that I'm lying on a cement floor. I struggle to sit up and my surroundings begin to focus. Then I feel an extreme amount of pain on my back. I turn around to see what's going on and feel my left eye go dark. I scream in pain as I hear footsteps rush towards me.
"What did you do?" a man says horrified.
"M...my" I stutter painfully, there are hands all around me. Someone says to try to speak again. "E..ghh...eye.." I manage to choke out signaling to the left side of my face.
"GET A NURSE!" someone shouts.
I shove myself back in an attempt to escape all of the hands grabbing at me, and end up smacking into a wall. I'm lifted into some sort of wheeled bed and taken to the prison hospital.
I hear someone talking to the nurses.
"She was in a fight, so she was being punished." he says, "she was unconscious at first, but when she woke up she turned around and the whip got her right in the eye."
"It's just temporary" I think to myself, I feel a needle stick me in the arm, the pain dulls a little. I soon realize that it was an anesthetic and I start to doze off. I slip in and out of painful consciousness, until I wake up back in my cell bed.
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Hope
ActionWhat if you were different than anyone else? Would you think them inferior, or would you call yourself a mistake?
