The world is like the sugar cubes your Granny gives you for behaving. There are so many lumps and a pieces of sweetness but there were times where sugar can go bad and you'll get the sour and rotten point of view. I got out of bed and began my usual routine. It's been a year and a half since my imprisonment and I have been trying to escape but it always end in failure but I don't despair I just remain hopeful that someone will save me,though the Tragedy has really taken a lot from me; my friends , seven to be exact went missing only for their fingers to show up a few days later. It was a really devastating blow to me that it got me thinking about what our future holds. Then the last thing the Tragedy did was sorry about my family. Makoto, my awesome big brother who works his hardest and has the optimism of a sun so bright and shiny. My mom, the most beautiful and kindest mom you can ever have, Makoto takes a lot after her brightness while I take more of my father. My father a weird mix between sarcasm and curiosity, he is always asking questions about the world and views the world as I do sugar cubes with occasional lumps. And I haven't seen them so long that I .. Fear the worst . I hear a knock and turn to the door where I see my breakfast. Ah.. American style.. I dig in and in a blink my food is on the train to digestive system. I was getting used to this environment and it terrified me, being prisoner here and being separated from your family only to find your self relaxing in a couch reading the same magazine for hours straight! I just can't stay here forever they are going to get tired of me and kill me off or something. jingle jingle my thoughts were cut as I hear a voice something that isn't normal because after I eat my breakfast whoever left me here leaves me alone until tomorrow... *gasp* Then, that must mean.. I run to the door as fast as I could and began banging the door. " Hey! Let me out of here! Someone help meeeeeeee! " And I apparently got what I was asking for when four razor sharp spears pierce my door and I look at he claws claws with utter fear and anxiety when the thing pulls my door off unhinged and lunges at me.

That is the end of chapter one! Please tell me your thoughts and critiques.