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I slowly opened my eyes looking around and only seeing pitch black, I squinted for a while until my eyes adjusted. The first thing I noticed was the messy room I was in, the paint on the walls was coming off, and in some places I could see bricks. There were even small holes here and there in the room. I also noticed I was on the cold, hard ground my hands tied behind me with rope, the rope was connected to the wall behind me. 'aren't I supposed to be dead?' was my one question in my head as I slumped against the wall. The room seemed greyish, I looked out the window, but from where I was I only saw the grey sky. 'seems like it's going to rain.' 

I sighed loudly, 'I can't remember a thing, just that I stabbed myself feeling too much guilt to live with!'  I looked around again just before hearing voices, kids voices, and they sounded sad? I decided to eavesdrop.

"what have we ever done to her?" sobbed a young girls voice,                                                                        "we've done nothing that's what!" replied and angry male voice.                                                                  "she just hates us right?!"                                                                                                                                                  "that's it! We should try to escape tonight!"                                                                                                          "chances are that we won't get out," the male voice took a dramatic small pause,  "but If we do get out it'll be worth it!" I looked down at the ropes keeping me here, 'escape? won't get out? she just hates us?.....' my mind buzzed with what these could mean. "we should check on the new girl, she might be helpful," "plus the more the mirier." the once sobbing voice said. I looked at the door anxiety flooding my body. 'I have two choices, pretend to be unconscious or pretend I just woke up, or say the truth.' I became extremely curious, might as well tell the truth.  I have nothing to lose.      

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A/N: hi hope you've enjoyed the book so far! I'm still working on making the pages longer...........

word count: 351 

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