I woke up in the middle of a room tied down to a chair. I don't know what happened. I'm already panicking. " WHERE AM I?" I tried to shout, but nothing came out. I tried to shout for help again nothing happened. I kept trying and trying. I didn't want to give up. I'm confused. I don't remember anything. All I know is that I'm here and that's about it. I don't know my name, my age, and my physical appearance. Nothing….

I grown tired for asking for help. I've been here for what seems like days. All alone with out food and water, I don't know how long I could take this. I wanted to give up. I'm tired and I want to rest. "I'm abandoned anyway, no one cares what happens to me," I said to myself.

I'm sitting here patiently waiting for my eternal rest to come. When I saw this small light. It was so small you would barely even notice it. Every time I try to focus my sight on that little light, something inside me said "don't…. don't…. don't….". For a moment I wonder what was this feeling. It felt new to me.

A long time has passed and I still stare at this little light. To me the light is the only beautiful thing I ever seen in this world. I have forgotten all about my past events, but I still know what I learned (If that makes any sense). I was so caught up in this light that, I have forgotten my hunger and thirst.

I realize this light wasn't just any ordinary light it was form of hope to me. No matter how little that hope is, its still hope. "Someday I will be free from this hell," I said to my self. Then all of the sudden the light grew a little bigger. I kept saying " I will get out" over and over and each time the light grew bigger.

The light grew bigger and bigger till the whole room lit up. It was beautiful; I wasn't in a room like I have thought. I was in a cave. The cave was full sculptures. I wonder around this cave looking at the sculptures. While I was walking around I suddenly realize that the sculptures are beautiful but scary. What I mean about scary was the sculpture was people burning, demons, angels w/ broken wings, and children getting punished.

Now I'm scared again. I run and I run, trying to find the exit from this hell. It feels like the more I run away the deeper I go in to this cave. I my mind was racing and then I collapsed.

I reached my limits and now I'm slowly fading away from this hell. I remember my last thought was " this isn't hell it's our world. Is this the world we truly live in or just and illusion I see?"