I kept trying to pry the bars apart, knowing that I needed to escape.
I was not sure who or what I was running from, but something was telling me I needed to leave this place and find the others.
Others? Who were these, "others?"
Never mind that. I have to muster all the strength I know I possess, but for some reason, the bars do not move much. All I left was a little dent, not even close to the space needed for me to slip through.
"Come on, Brianna!" a woman's voice screamed to me, "You are stronger than this! You can do this!"
"I can't!" I screamed back, tears forming in my eyes, "It's too fucking hard! This is all the strength I have! I can't do this!"
"You can!" the voice encouraged, "Just keep pushing! Prove to yourself that you can do this! You have the strength!"
I stopped, trying to give myself a moment to catch my breath. The voice was right. I have all the strength needed to save myself and these "others" I keep thinking of. However, a part of me wanted to drop right then and there, accept my fate...whatever it was.
No.
I got back up and began to pry the bars apart again, but this time, they moved, giving me a chance to make an opening to allow me to go through.
"Yes, Brianna!" the voice said, "You've done it! Now, go! Save the others!"
"Who are these others?" I said, "Who am I rescuing?"
As I was about to get an answer, I heard a horn honking....
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Ailith
Fantasy16 year old Brianna is supposed to be living a normal teenage life; outcasting herself from all the drama most teens cause, finding out who she is, and listening to her favorite bands. However, super powers come into the picture, and perhaps she may...
