Isolated

I'm kinda like a bug in the dark; if I see a bright light in a dark room I'm gonna to head towards it. This is not always a good thing.

When your 16 years old, only have one person to talk to and have never been outside, its hard to trust people.
I'm not aloud to look out the window he says, it's dangerous he's says. Neither is Dana, she calls me Kathleen but I like Katie. But he calls us slaves, the man who keeps us here. He's evil, he does stuff to us and makes us clean, or any biding of his choice, until it's time to sleep. We can never leave, never.
You may think their is a way, that there is hope.
I hate to tell you but hope an illusion.