I got up and sat back on my bed. I needed time to think.
The next morning I heard voices in my head again.
"Psshtt girlie, girlie you there" he whispered pushing his thoughts at me.
"What do you want?" I scrunched my forehead and closed my eyes, as I replied.
"I have a plan, a plan to get the hell out of here. He cackled, a spine chilling laugh.
"Why should trust you?" I asked, raising an eyebrow.
"Because I'm your only escape plan" he laughed.
I broke the connection by opening my eyes. This is so strange. I'm not even entirely sure. I'd love to feel the warmth between my toes. Instead of the cold hard frozen floor. I wasn't well fed I had always heard the descriptions of delicious food. I never knew it to be true but what if it is? What if all the rumours are true? What if the outside world is as great as it told to be? You know what I'll do I'm getting out of here. I just need to wait for crazy john to tell me the escape plan.
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Ice Cold
Teen FictionThe ice pours through her veins she is special a different kind of person. she is Ice Cold. What happens when she gets a letter from someone she doesn't know saying I love you.
