Monster

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'I can't fucking see!' I thought. Nothing, I take off the blind fold, it's dark, I find the window it's dark. I feel that I'm blinded and unable to go anywhere. I hear people talk and I hear people move but I can't find anyone. Ever few hours I'm knocked out and when I'm woken up I'm more irritated and have a bigger headache then the hour before. My stomach growls about the same annoyance as knocking me out and me waking up with a headache. I don't know how long it's been but I'm sure it's been a couple of good days. My body aches and I'm wrestles for food and I can feel my stomach eating itself. My hands are spread out and looking for something, something I can use to find my way. I'm so tired and hungry, everything is making me dizzy and I'm seeing white dots. I can feel my heart beating faster then it needs to be.

"Have you fed her?" One said

"No, he said not to go near her and not to feed her till she's near dying from being starved." Said another.

"That's oddly specific?"

"Look man, I'm not one to doubt his rules or anything but this seems kinda fucked up don't you think?"

"Yeah but don't bring it up to him, he might kill you."

"I know that but I don't know. What is he trying to do to her?"

"Beats me. If you feel that bad feed her later when he leaves to get more supplies. I won't say anything if you don't."

"Alright Man, thanks."

Only one of them leave and for once I can see light coming from a small crack. I practically run for it and looked through, I'm in a room obviously. There are three hallways, one across form the room I'm in a cage. Then two others on the left and the right, I think, it's kinda hard to see from the whole it's too small to get any angles. I start the pick and pull at the hole, making it bigger for me to see where things are. I stayed there for hours, just watching, picking, every few hours a man would come a switch places with someone else but it always felt like hours, more then I'm use to. I can't tell if it's dark anymore, I can't see any windows around anywhere else. I feel bugs all over me and under my clothes. My hair feels like there is nothing but dirt and blood in it, I never thought I would miss a bath so much till now. The whole is big enough on this side but still small on the other side. I can't breath in this room anymore, I'm suffocating in here and I can't get out... I want to go home, please just let me go home. The door swings open and I jump from my new made window.

"Don't bite or kill me... i brought you food, its not much but I'm not one for torture okay? Please?"he's moving slowly towards me then stops in the middle of the room he puts down the two trays one the floor and slides it to me.
I pull them both towards myself and look at what as been given to me. Water, bread, rice, beans, and peaches. Big chunks of those four on two big trays. I pick at the fruit then I take a small bite and it's juicy and slimy.

"I know it isn't much but i don't believe in torturing someone to get anything done. We are still people and instead of killing each other we should be working together not apart." He rambles as i chew and just listen.

"Not meaning in a way that will get my food taken away but how in the flying shit are you alive right now with your mind set in that way." His face says it all, the more his face twists the more wanted to scream at me.

"My bother mostly, he's always knew when to talk, when to shut up and when to walk away, he's always cleaning up after my messes and its got us here, with this creepy and monster of a man." He sounds almost sad and hurt about where he ended up he even looked scared for awhile, then the door opened and everything froze.

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