Kill me quickly and let me die,
Bury me fast, no time to cry,
I’m done with this life; all is said and done,
Time to say goodbye to everyone,
It’s all over now, all the hurt and the pain,
I will not have to live through it again,
The tests are over, it’s time to be free,
I just hope you’ll remember me.
I woke up back in the cell, my arm was wrapped in a clean white bandage, I woke up feeling nauseated and light headed. I turned off the side of the bed and wretched, vomiting I sickly pale orange bile. I thought of the others, tears filled my eyes and rained down my cheeks. Alexis would hold me when I cried, Daniel would make me laugh and Sebastian would teach me to be strong, he said he would come for me.
The door opened suddenly, I recognised the scientist, he was the same scientist who took me back to my room, the night of the escape and also, the same one who had taken me to the operation room, but wasn’t there during the operation.
“I brought you some pain killers” he whispered and stepped closer to the bed. I didn’t move away as he approached, something was different about this one, he was nicer than the others.
Never trust them, trust is your first mistake. That was a lesson that I learned the hard way, when Sebastian told me to jump off a wall, promising he would catch me, he stepped back and I slammed hard onto the floor, knocking the wind out of my lungs, I broke three ribs that day.
He injected two syringes into my arm, the first one for the pain and the other to put me to sleep, I yawned and lay my head down on my pillow, my eyelids suddenly feeling heavy.
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Road Runners
Ficção AdolescenteYou had to kill, they had to die, you slit their throats, yet wondered why. The gifted saint, that you once knew, is lying dead, infront of you. And as you watch, wounded retreat, listen to his slow heart beat. The valient soldier, you just slayed, ...
