Greetings! I have recently discovered this site, and boy, am I glad for it! I have found many works that I have loved, and many works that rival that of even some published works! I've always had a fondness for writing: I like to write in my spare time for myself. But I recently discovered this site, where people can easily publish their work for others to see, totally hassle-free and free of charge! So, I took my favorite childhood movie, and here I am! I'm so excited to bring my works to this community that I have been binge-reading so much of recently!

So, without further ado, let's get this show on the road!

I didn't have dreams.

I didn't want them. What good were they? They didn't hold anything for me. Nothing I cared about, at least. I had no memories outside of this place. Outside of this room. Oh, the room. What a terrible place it was. It was never a nice place to start with, and it only fell into greater despair when I fell into my fits of rage. I reached for anything I could get my paws on and crushed it, beat it, destroyed it. I made it look like my emotions. Destroyed. Shattered. Why wasn't I dead, you ask?

That is a good question. Hope. Hope was what kept me alive. But it was also what killed me. The slim hope that someone, anyone would open my door, and tell me, "How would you like to come home with me?"

But the sheep stopped that from happening. One time, I had heard someone enter; I could hear an adult's voice talking through the small opening that I used to peek my eye through so I could see the other children, all playing without me. As the adult got closer, my hopes soared, waiting for the door to open.

But it never did.

"Get back!" the caretaker shouted in panic.

"What's wrong?" the adult had asked, alarmed at the fearful warning.

"Don't get too close to that door! You don't want to make it angry!"

I hadn't seen the expression on the face of the lady who had come to make herself a mother, but I could hear the shock in its voice.

"Oh gods," I remember her saying. "You have a child in there?"

"No! No!" the caretaker had defended. "It's no child! It's a monster! A monster!"

That was as close to being adopted as I ever came.

Sometimes I wonder who left me here. Who left me all alone in this place? Did they know what they would do to me? Did they know about the cage that they put me in? Would they have left me anyway, even if they had known? Why did they leave me?

My only repast from my hazy life was sleep. Because I had no dreams. I'm so glad that I don't have dreams. Well, I suppose that I have dreams, but at least I don't remember them. The numb, dead silence that comes with sleep is my peace, my break from my life.

Every morning, I was woken up by the violent opening of the slot. Someone would then shove a bowl through, with a putrid meal slapped on top of it. They never sent me water, but the soup was so watery anyway that I never became dehydrated.

For most of the day, they left me in my room. I tried to do things to make the time pass by, but I could never really ease the pain I was always in. If I thought about it too long, about my life, about the people who did this to me, who caged me like an animal, I would get angry. I would start to see red, and something deep inside me compelled me to destroy. So I did. When it came to me, I destroyed anything I could get my paws on. The floorboards, the bricks in the walls. Even my own bed. There were times where I couldn't control myself, and I would find myself frantically tearing out the stuffing of my thin mattress, making it even thinner in the process.

Why have dreams? There was nothing to dream about.

So I didn't have them.

Hello again, it's just me! So, I know this is really short compared to what some of you guys write, but this isn't exactly like a regular story. I enjoy different kinds of writing, so I'm going to do that with this little story. Technically, these "short-short" chapters are called "vignettes." I'm still going to tell a story through them, just in a different format than what you might be used to.

Well, I hope you all have a nice day or night, and I'll see you next time!