He was sad.
Most of the time he'll just glance through the window, glancing down at all the things he missed during his childhood.
He was lonely.
Not a single visitor, not a single person coming to visit him and ask if he was okay.
But that was norm...
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"My mind is a drug and I was addicted to believing everything it told me."
"Because I thought, It'd never lie to me like everyone else."
R O D E R
I continue to glance through the window at the happily children who played on the orange monkey bars together ignoring the empty silence in the room.
They seem so happy as all of them jump down and run after each other.
I couldn't help but smile.
Alazne got up from the chair and walk towards the window, "Don't you wanna go and see the outside world? I mean — experience it?"
I nod, although I couldn't.
She turn to me and smile, "Then lets make a promise to each other."
I raise an eyebrow at her, "Why?"
She move around her hand excitedly as she bring down all of the rest of her fingers except for the pinky.
She clear her throat, moving a strand of her ginger hair that fell into her face.
Her coffee colored brown eyes stare back at me with warmth and excitement.
"I, Alazne, promise to let you experience the outside world." She smile at me.
"Then getting a ass whopping from your mother." I reply and she laugh.
Her smile grew, "True, but that's if she doesn't notice."
Her smile turn mischievous and I wrap my pinky around hers.
"Deal." We both said together before she rush out the room, waving at me.
"My mom's probably searching for me," She sigh, "I'd see you tomorrow?"
"Maybe."
She nod, approaching me and taking up the ropes that were tie around my arms.
"Don't do anything stupid." She continue on, taking up the cigarettes from out of my bedside table and the lighter from out of the trash and walking out with all of them.
She had the ropes, lighter and cigarettes.
I sigh as I face palm myself, glancing back at the ceiling.
I stare back at the same roof I did every single day, every single moment.
The same roof that made me remember all the horrible memories and let them haunt me.
Over and over.
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In a garden fill with beautiful flowers of all kind, there was spirit who ruin them on.
A spirit who ruin everything that he touched — his name was Roder.
A part of one's old self.
A part of somebody I use to be, but what if he was still there awaiting the perfect moment to come out?
I thought I bury him along ago, but seem like he still lived, watching me with that mischievous smirk as he whisper in my ears.
"Do what your best at, killing and ruining everyone's life."
"After all, a monster doesn't change by just disposing off his horns." He whisper in my ears — his dirty nails rested on my shoulder as he laugh.
A U T H O R
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