Chapter 1- Unimaginable Pain & Death

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How long has it been since I've been in this hospital? A year or so? Probably 5 years. Maybe 5 years is a stretch, but it's probably not too far off. "Hey doctor I heard something is supposed to happen today" I said looking at the doctor. "You're going to be sent to an orphanage today, and we're waiting for the lady to show up". The doctor left after telling me what to expect. Even though I'm a kid, they're telling me these things that'll make any other kid worry. Ever since I woke up in this hospital, it felt like I changed...almost as if I was a different person or have I just matured?

Lucas was sitting on his nursing bed looking at a tall lady who was talking to his doctor, 'If I go to this orphanage I'll meet other people just like me'.
"Excuse me little one, would you mind coming with me?" The lady said while gesturing to stand up. Lucas got off the bed, and started walking by her side to exit the hospital. Lucas was in the back seat of a black sedan, with one security guard to his left and right. 'I'm getting tired for some reason, but I was wide awake when I got into the car'.

"We have arrived, little one!" Lucas woke up and looked through the window shield with confusion. There was an orphanage yes, but it was surrounded by trees...to better explain to it, the orphanage looked isolated. "Um, miss, why is this orphanage in the middle of nowhere?" Lucas said. The security guard on his right got out of the car and pulled Lucas out which confused Lucas "I'm sorry, kid" before Lucas could turn around he was hit on the head and was knocked out.

*Splash!*

"Arggh!" Lucas' arms were being held up by chains to make sure he doesn't fall down. "Sorry little Lucas, I had to wake you up somehow" the lady said while flipping a knife in her hand. Lucas looked down at his body, 'why do I have so many small cuts on my body? Was she cutting me while I was knocked out? That would mean she splashed alcohol on me...' the lady was glaring at Lucas, who totally forgot about her because he was focused on his body.

The lady walked closer to Lucas and pointed the knife at his left eye, "Since you're ignoring me you probably won't feel this" the lady said. Lucas looked up and saw the knife coming at him, but it was too late for him to turn his head, "AHHH". The knife was semi deep into his eye sockets. Lucas felt like he was going to pass out but for some reason he couldn't, 'why not just force myself to pass out. Lucas started holding in his breath while being in so much pain you could even see his veins bulging. "What do you think you're doing" the lady said grabbing the knife, "Shit!" The lady's face paled. Lucas' body went limp and he stopped breathing. She accidentally pushed the knife deeper, and it stabbed the brain. "That was your fault, little Lucas...now I have to find a new toy".

Why do I feel so tired? "Hey boy, hurry and get that wood we told you to get! Do you want to get your ass beat?" Is he yelling at me? Didn't I pass out in the orphanage? So much is going on at once... "Hey, what's taking you so long! You know what...". My head hurts so bad- *whip!* "AHH, stop it! You bastard". No matter how many times I asked him to stop, he wouldn't stop until I passed out.

I feel comfortable...no, don't tell me it's happening again. Am I going to have to go through more pain like last time, no like the last 2 times? "Hey little bro the debt collectors are going to be here in 1 hour, you'll pay for it right? It's only 100 dollars this time, haha". What is he talking about? "Uhm yeah sure I'll just sit here and wait" is that the right response? I don't even know if I have 100 dollars. "Alright I'm heading out to meet my girlfriend I'll be back tomorrow"...he really just left? I don't even what's happening! But maybe this life is going to be painless. Wait, I need to check if I have 100 dollars before the debt collectors come. Reaching into my pockets, I grab the wallet and open it. Twenty-five...fifty... 100...429...oh wait I have 2 hundred dollar bills, so I think I'm fine. Now all I do is sit here and wait, I feel it would be better not to cause unnecessary problems by leaving this house.

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