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August 13th
Whispering in the shadows "Can't break me,Can't break me, Can't break me"
A hand with broken dark nails, covered in blood reaches out of the shadows into the stormy light shining through the window onto the floor and begins to write: De..ni-ce-n-lo
"I c-can't d-do this. I just c-can't “says the raven haired teen with a shaky breath as the drips of sweat run down his face, while he tries to claw his way out for an escape through the cornered wall of his cell. The room was filled with darkness caused by a busted light bulb. With a dark vicious night surrounded by thunder and lightning, the streaks of lightning shone through the bared window making the room shine blue and visible to see a boy in a white, dirty and slightly ripped t-shirt with big black pants crouched over in the corner, scratching his way out with his nails as each one breaks and blood drips down from beneath his fingertips making a streaked path against the wall as he brings his arm back down.
"They can't do this to me... they can't break me .not anymore. N-not again" with his unsteady breath he stutters in anger and pain and with every sob, he claws over and over again on the same spot at the wall, to make his pain go away and his fingers numb. As he continuously keeps on clawing the wall making the same patterns of blood dripping down. The door of his cell slams open and he jerks his head to see what made it slam like that, when it couldn't have been the wind, if the windows were shut. A dark shadow appears near the door frame making the teen scream and panic "Nooo...GO AWAY, GET OUT! LEAVE ME ALONE!!" He yells while grabbing onto his long dark hair and pulling on them with his bloody hands, he starts to shuffle his dirty feet on the messy dirt floor, while still sitting with his back against the wall and slamming himself into it really hard, as if trying to break through the wall, thinking it would break open so he could run out. His demonic looking eyes stare through the strings of hair that has fallen infront of his face at the shadow stepping into the room and walking towards the boy, "NO!, I DON'T WANT THIS!!!,” the teen begins to scream in tears as his mascara rolls down, making dark traces on his face.
Everything becomes pitch black as his screams echo through the old cracked gray cemented building, “NOOOO!!!!”
End of prologue
