All Alone

Time seemed to tick slowly as I crouched down on the floor. People in their uniforms passed by me as I sat in a corner. The shackles on my hands clanged loudly against the cold tile floor. My orange shirt and pants seemed to flame and smolder against my skin, suffocating me. How did I even get here?

I closed my eyes from exhaustion. How many days has it been since I have been here? Will I ever even get out? My head hits the cold concrete behind me. If only I didn't make that decision... if only I listened to my mom's warnings.