"Run...Run..,"
That one word, stuck in my head, Such as the though to my mother...The flashbacks almost caused me to cry out, but I couldn't.
It only happened yesterday, but I remember it like it had happened just moments ago. It's something that I could never let go..Something no one should ever feel. Heart-breaking Pain.
My Family and I were sitting at the dinner table, the smell of freshly baked cookies filled the room. The smell that could seem almost more than unreal now...Whilst she was walking back to the table, I opened my mouth to thank her for her kindness. But suddenly, A terrible noise resounded across the room.
The door had been broken down, and in came umbrella's Special forces. They began to grab hold of us all. We were all pulled away from each other. I had the sudden urge to fight back, but I just squirmed and screamed, like a child. After a little while, I resulted to throwing a few punches...nothing worked. I know that I tried, I tried so hard to get out of there, but it didn't work.
I watched them, I watched them laugh and heard them yelling. My mother and father were screaming words, horrible words..Like Acid was leaking from their tongues. I tried to make them quit, Tried to calm them down, but it was useless...And in a moment, one moment, they took a gun to the back of my mothers head..they told her to say her goodbyes to us..then-
I woke up in a cold sweat, a couple of tears streaming down my face. yelling the name of my mother, now deceased..It all felt unreal. She was the only one that actually understood, the one I clung to, The one who comforted me in times of trouble...I loved her.
I looked up, to the bars that kept me trapped, Hating them more than I could ever hate anything... I snapped out of my trance, and looked at the feet at the bottom of the cell bars. I gazed up to see a man staring down to me, He stood with straight posture in a military stance with his hands behind his back.
"Hmm...How interesting.." He whispered in a low voice.
"Now..Tell me, boy..Why is someone SO young, Such as yourself, Doing here?"
I stood up and faced him, and looked him straight in the eyes. I replied in a low voice, "It was...not my fault..It was..A mistake."
He laughed...the kind of laughter that could pierce your eardrums. I guess it reminded me of some kinds of the louder noises, the ones I would hear outside of this Hell-hole. I smirked a little, Backing away to sit down. The thoughts raced through my mind as I decided what to and what not to tell the mysterious man. The lights flickered and a blonde man stood in a red coat before me.
"It was him, his stupid mistake." The man grunted annoyed.
"We wont get much out of THIS broken record."
He backed up and told the guards to open the door, They did as he said as quickly as he commanded it. I could tell the man was very respected by the quick Response..or perhaps feared. I watched as they took off the hand cuffs of another man and pushed him into my cell. He glanced at me then turned around, the guards quickly shut and relocked the doors with ease. When I looked back the guards were moving on and the mysterious Blondie was no where to be found.
