Ice Cold

She sits alone in her room on her frozen bed its painted black and her ginormous black curtains from the outside world. She has been sat crosslegged in her room for as long as she remembers. The room was caked in ice and icicles hung from the high ceiling. The world she wanted to see was cut from her. She sat thinking of the possibilities the things out there. One question that she ever pondered was who trapped her here? She could hear the letterbox which was more like a mini door in it self open. In through it she was passed a plate a food and a pair of ice ressisent blue gloves. The gloves were so she didn't freeze her food. The food was a plate brown muck as anything else would be harmful to her. The same cardboard taste was in it as she gulped it down.

The people outside her door were chatting about her.

"Its a shame such a good girl like her is trapped in there" said a deep male voice.

"Yes and with such a beautiful name like Aqua" a lady replied.

"Hmmn so thats my name" she whipsered.

She always found out things from outside the doors its how she even learned to speak. The adventures she was about to embark on were going to be the best time she ever had.