Dark room. Walls are grey and dirty and cracked. Not a single peace of furniture. Empty.
I cry out. My trembeling voice echoes through the room, my lungs aching. The image I had witnessed years ago is showing on the wall. My darling sister and mum taken by the men in suits, their screams and my inability to help them was overpowering, my mind flooded with those horrendeus memories. My knees fail me as I crumble on the floor.
They wont break me. Not like this.
I admit, I have done a fair amount of mischief in the long period of living, or should I say - surviving in this place.
They wont hurt you, Amber.. I'm sorry. This is all my fault..
The last words my mother spoke to me before they took her and Arabella away. They have taken them to the Main Quarters, and well, we all know what happens there. Anyone who goes through those doors, doesn't come back. They have taken me here. To this awful place. Region 3 it is called. This is where they bring all the orphans. I was a child when this happened, but I knew damn well what was going on. I have tried to escape so many times, but every time I would fail. High walls that sorround the Quarter are practically impossible to escape over, or through, or under. Trust me, I have tried everything
8 years have passed since the event.
My 18 birthday is almost here, and when that day comes, well.. I'll be free.
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FanfictionAmber has lived most of her life caged. Her plan to regain her freedom seems to be working until she runs into him. What will happen when their paths cross?
