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I woke up to the same alarm I have woken up to my whole 16 years of life, and like always I was yanked off of the metal platform by two guards who dragged my practically lifeless body out of my room and down a labyrinth of corridors and outside through a metal door.



As we went outside it took a while for my eyes to adjust to the blinding lights of the sun as I was dragged across a path which lead to a row of security cars with guards, right in the centre was a black van of sorts that looked highly secured as if they were transporting a feral animal that would attack at any second, but then again that's not quite far from the truth.

The back doors of the van were yanked open suddenly as the guards tossed me in as if I weighed nothing, as I landed on the van floor with a thud I saw the men slam the doors shut with a lock and I was incased in darkness and my thoughts again.

Some strips of artificial light appeared on the sides of the van as the engine got turned on by two bulky guards that sat at the front of the van with a thick layer of glass and wire separating me from them, more like a way to shut me out from any kind of socialisation.


I staggered onto my feet to see if I could stretch my limbs but I was disappointed to find myself fail in the small attempt to only fall over again due to the sudden movement of the van as it drove off, away from the walls of which I grew up in, the walls that kept me prisoner.




I sat down on one of the secured seats in the back as the van continued to drive to a different destination which was obviously unknown to me. I don't know if I should be excited or scared, maybe I've done something wrong and they are finally deciding that they are going to get rid of me or maybe they are finally going to let me free..................






..................free, that's such a weird word,


everyone has there own definition of it,

the word is so small to have such responsibility and high expectations and yet it can cause such damage. It's probably best to leave that word alone in case I get carried away or even hopeful,










hope is a lost cause.

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