White

Pure white

That's all I see… All I'm ALLOWED to see

I sit. A straight jacket which doesn't allow me to move, so I sit, and sit… and sit.

No one ever comes inside, they give me food through a slot in the wall, too small for me to do anything productive with, but just large enough to feed me sandwiches and put in glasses of water. They do not come in because I am a monster.

I can do things to people.

I can have them writhing in pain within mere seconds, with a simple gaze. I can project nightmares, bad memories, whatever I want

Straight into your brain and boom, it's like it's really happening.

I was put here by my mother. She died soon after I left .But I guess I just can't seem to bring myself to care.

I sigh, seems like that's become my hobby, I finished counting the things in here long ago. I grimace at my roommate.

A garden gnome.

Those damn beady eyes… they taunt me.

What in all hell possessed them to put a garden gnome in here I will never know.

I just can't help but feel sorry for the poor old woman they stole it from.

Oh right, you may be wondering who the hell I am

Or maybe not.

My name used to be Alexander Thorne or Alex as they called me. I used to be 15 I have no idea how old I am now. I used to have light blue eyes and black hair

I still have black hair

But it's pretty damn long now.

I sight again. I wonder what time it is

Damn I wish I had a watch right now.