Don't Let Go.

"One Day, I Will Escape This Prison"

Young twelve year old Violet wakes up from the thin sheets on the floor. Violet rubs her eyes and sits up from the hard wood floors beneath her. Violet looks around her small room with a desk on one side of the room and a chair on the other. Violet gets up looking down at the dirty wood floors with nails sticking out of the floorboards waiting to attack. 

Violet picks up the sheets and towels on the floor and folds them into squares and stacks them together on her tiny chair just feet away from the small oak desk. On her oak desk is a notebook with blank pages filled with Violet's poems and literature. Next to the desk is a small photo frame with a note inside it. The note reads: 

"One Day, I Will Escape This Prison"

Violet wrote the note when she was only seven years old. She was young, but her father was full of rage when Violet's mother threatened a divorce on her father.

That was when the nightmares started to take over the sweet lullaby dreams. The nightmares filled her body with terrors, only waiting to be discovered.

It was like Violet was a passenger. Floating outside her body and watching everything from a distance. Only writing poems about her sad and empty days. Writing short stories of a life only she imagined. Strong yet also simple literature. As the years went by, little did this sweet little girl realize that these poems and short entries would affect many lives in the next twenty five years.