One split second

That room

The room was strange. It had blue and grey coloured tiles all along the walls. The floor was a green coloured wood effect. There was a mattress on the floor that I was lying on. It was flimsy. But there. There was a sink in the corner with a toilet opposite although there was no toilet roll. There was a light swinging from the roof. The door was almost camouflaged in with the walls.

I sat up, my head thumping.  I felt a little dizzy but managed to stand up. I staggered over to the door. I tried to open it but, like I expected, it was locked. I tried banging on the door and yelling. I had to know why this was happening.
The door swung open and the man that was in street was standing there. I asked so many questions but he only replied to his name.
"my name is Justin" he said. Firmly but quietly. He put down the tray he was holding in his arms. On it lay a curry, water and a yogurt. I asked him over and over why he had picked me and why he did this to me. He laughed. I will remember that laugh forever. Then he stopped. Gave me a night dress and kissed me on the forehead. I pulled away then he grabbed my arm kissed me on the cheek then through me to the ground. All while saying nothing. He left the room and told me to eat, change and get ready for bed. He had placed a clock in the wall and told me to be asleep for 7:30. It was only 5:30. I did as he told but I could not sleep. The clock was ticking so loud it sounded like it was through a microphone. The light still swinging. Back and forth. I could feel the tears running down my face.

I eventually fell asleep. I dreamed that I was back home in my room. Sitting with my mum and Dad at the dinner table talking about our day. But sadly like all dreams end, I woke up.

I washed my face and changed into my old school clothes. The dressing gown made me feel really uncomfortable. I sat back down in the bed. I made up stories. I imagined I was on the bus to school. Looking at every one and thinking about what there life's are like. For the first time in my life. I longed to go back to that same old bus.