Yin's Story

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"Yin I-I'm sorry," he says. "I was just trying to protect you."

"How could you do that?!"

"Yin I'm really really sorry."

He reaches out to touch me again and I pull away from him.

"Yin please. I am sincerely sorry. I was just trying to help you." he says.

I look up at him. His eyes are lined with tears. I suddenly feel bad for yelling at him.

"Please...Yin."

He extends his hand out towards me and reluctantly I take it. He hoists me up and drags me into a closet full of cleaning supplies.

"Let me clean you up." he says gesturing to the blood on me.

He uses his powers to clean me up.

"Why Yang?" I ask him.

"I was just trying to protect you. It's my job."

"I was so scared."

"I know. I'm sorry that I scared you."

He finishes cleaning the blood off me.

"I won't do it again Yin. I promise. Forgive me?" he asks.

"I forgive you." I answer smiling at him.

I can't stay mad at anyone. Especially not him.

"DAGENHART?!" someone screams. Yang pushes me out of the closet and slams the door shut behind him.

"There you are!" says a guard grabbing my shoulder. "Your presence has been requested by the warden."

Fear sets in again. What does he want with me? As we get closer to the double wooden doors I start to shake. The warden is a scary man. The guard lets go of my shoulder and I look back at him.

"Go!" He exclaims.

I jump quickly pushing open the doors and letting myself inside. There he is. The warden. He always looks like a nice man when you first see him, but by now I know how he really is. He's a very sadistic man. He's doing paperwork and doesn't look up at me. The little boy is here again dressed up completely. White button down shirt, black overalls, black dress shoes, and black bowtie. There's also a woman here. She's very pretty. Her curly dark brown hair falls over her shoulders in waves. Her eyes remind me of the sea. She's got a very kind looking face. She's dressed up in a short white dress. It reminds me of my mother's. She reminds me of my mom.

"Take him out please." says the warden suddenly making me jump.

"Come on Frederick." says the woman taking her sons hand and leading him out of the room. He gets up from his desk and stands in front of it. He snaps his fingers and points downward.

"Here. Now." He demands. I quickly walk over and stand in front of him with my head down. He tilts my head up digging his fingers into my flesh.

"Not a mark." he mutters. He releases me from his grasp.

"How's that knee of yours doing?" he asks.

I look up. He's waiting for an answer.

"F-Fine sir."

He points to a chair with an outfit on it.

"Put it on." he demands. I run over and grab it as he sits back down at his desk. I hide in the corner as I put it on. It doesn't fit right but it's something.

"You're going to be working with me for now on."

My heart stops.