Darkness, complete darkness. Everything is still and quiet, the only sound is the quiet raindrops falling onto the roof. It was another storm, in this city, no one would see the clear sky, as it was always raining.
I felt bad, anyone who grew up here or even lived here, never had fun, saw a light, or even smiled. Compared to this city, my city was spoiled. In my city, there was lights, technology, and everything this city needed.
A light poured in through the dark window that was to the left to me. I squinted, trying to see who or what it was. The light shut off, the night dropped dead. No more raindrops, nothing.
The feeling, it was here. The feeling no one likes. The feeling that you are all alone, but you feel like someone is watching. I felt like I was burning, I tried to look at my hands to see if they were heating up or something, but they weren't. I saw all the cuts and bruises, I remember how I got each one, all were painful and life scaring.
My eyes closed, I was hoping when I opened them I would be back in my city, away from this quiet city. The quiet was threating my life, I never knew that was even possible, but anything is possible.
I opened my eyes and gasped. I saw the light! From a door that was opened, I never knew there was a door in here. I struggled to stand up and walk towards the door, each step I took I felt like the door was getting farther and farther away.
The door slammed, I staggered back into the chair, breaking it. I yelped in pain as some of the wood chips pierced my skin.
"You aren't going anywhere."
Welcome to my new story 'My Broken Past' I really hope you like it so far, even though this is only the prologue! Leave reviews if you want me to continue this story!
-Lark