Caged
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Last published Mon, Apr 3, 2017
All my life I have lived in a cage. White walls and a small white bed. Everyday at the same time, well I think it's the same time. In this room there is no way to tell time. I don't know where the room is or who I am. The only thing I know is my name.
The day I am freed from this prison all I can think is, 'Why?'
Why was I freed? Why was I there in the first place? Who put me in there?
No matter how many questions I had, I took the oppurtunity to leave. I needed to find out, but it would be no easy feat.
Especially since I knew nothing of the outside world.
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