It was a small box, my feet almost touched the bottom. The lid blocked any light from entering, all but a small hole from a knot that had fallen out. I stayed laying on my back, unaware of time or place. Though I am at peace. I hear people every now and then, I believe they are unaware of my existence. I just wait.
I feel ignored, I've watched through the knot, the other boxes are gone. I wait, occupying myself by counting the grains of wood. There is always light on the outside, and the air that comes in is cold. I like to listen to the distant voices, though they only come in mumbles. One voice stands out from the others, it's rough and always yelling but it's music to my ears. Though this one is rarely heard.
My mouth is extremely dry and I've lost the ability to really pick up my arms even slightly. It feels like my arms and legs are buried in the sand. I leave my head turned toward the little hole of light.
Footsteps came from around my box, then a man spoke: "let's get the last box unpacked now so we can get some actual work done." I didn't understand. The lid began to shake, my heart began to pound and my arms and legs no longer felt buried. Then all I could see was light. My eyes stung and automatically shut. I brought my arms up to cover my face and opened my eyes. Squinting I saw two men standing over me with a shocked expression. I jumped up out of the box, the two men's eyes grew wider. I watched them as they look at each other, I was breathing rapidly but I felt my body begin to get heavy again. Then everything was black again.
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Confounded
RomanceA girl who hasn't learned to talk and has no memory of where she came from trained and sent to perform one task. Alex a young man who's face is unknown to the world got his job handed down to him from his mother. Does this girl found seemingly helpl...
