How long have i been here?
Weeks?
Months?
Years?
I've lost count.
I neither hunger or thirst.
I feel no pain nor sustain injury, trust me I've tried.
I am no longer sure if I'm even alive.
All I know are these four white walls and window.
There is one reprieve from the madness and it's a window.
A single window on one of the walls.
Through this window i see the world outside.
I see the rain and the sun.
The moon and the stars.
I also see people from time to time
Men, women, and children of all ages and races.
They pass by unaware of my presence.
I have screamed and pounded and clawed and wept.
Alas my laments fell on deaf ears, until her.
She was no more than 10, young and innocent.
A beautiful child by all accounts.
She came to my window and paused.
Could she see me?
I grew frantic in my attempts to grab her attention.
I pounded the glass so hard I thought my fists would break.
I screamed at the top of my lungs until i felt like vomiting.
She placed her hands on the glass.
My heart stopped.
So close, i thought, so close to freedom.
I begged and pleaded for this girl to see me.
To free me from my hell.
She began to speak.
I wept.
I wept with joy and sadness.
I would be free but this child would replace, like the one before me.
However those thoughs escaped my mind as i saw her speak those cursed words....
Bloody Mary... Bloody Mary... Bloody Mary...
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