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I woke up in a dark room. A light was far off in the distance. I tried to walk towards it, but I was trapped... Locked in a dark prison cell. I called for help over, and over again...but, no answer came. I went around the cell to find out what was there. There was a sink, a toilet, and a bed. Not a single useful thing to help me escape. So, I waited... staring into darkness.
I couldn't do anything but wait and think about what happened... The two plagues in my mind. One was my friend's death, and the other was my terrible defeat. It was embarrassing, trying with all my determination to save my best friend... only to see him die and for myself to become a helpless prisoner! He humiliated me and killed my best friend! Why didn't he let us both live? He wanted me to suffer... he wanted me to see my own best friend die! Then afterward... lock me up all alone to die!
...If I ever got out, I swore he would pay dearly for what happened!
No one came that entire day, and it must have been at least eleven o'clock... maybe later. I knew I wasn't getting any meals here. He wants me to starve to death. So... since it was late and boring, I tried to sleep. Tried is the right word. I must have been awake for at least two more hours. I didn't even have a pillow or blanket, but I did eventually manage to fall asleep.
I eventually woke up, not knowing if it was still night or if morning had come. Would anyone show up if I yelled...? So I called for help one final time. Of course, no one heard me. However, when I was walking back over to the bed, I stepped on a strange pin. It hurt when I stepped on it, yet it seemed to be the perfect thing to use for picking a lock! So, I walked over to the gate with the pin. Unfortunately, no luck... the pin was so rusty that it broke apart inside the lock. That was the only thought on my mind for the rest of the day.
The next morning, I felt kind of sick. Probably because I went so long without food. It wasn't like I could make food appear out of nothing. But at the very least, I did have water to drink. After I had some, I felt a little better. But still, by this day... no one came. Maybe I just didn't have enough determination, but I was losing hope. No one was going to save me, I was going to die. I was hungry, scared, depressed, and all alone. I wanted to be out of here, I wanted to see the outdoors, I wanted to escape... but it wasn't going to happen.
Twelve years old and my life was already ending. I started to cry. It was okay because no one would find out, but maybe that was the problem. No one could hear my cries, no one would come to rescue me.
I began to think of suicide... maybe bashing my face into the wall. But I couldn't do that... I was afraid of death. So... I just sat there.... crying.
My best friend, my pride, my life...
All gone...
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Okay, that's all right now. But it isn't the end... There is more to the story. You don't even know who the character is yet.
Review plz.
I woke up in a dark room. A light was far off in the distance. I tried to walk towards it, but I was trapped... Locked in a dark prison cell. I called for help over, and over again...but, no answer came. I went around the cell to find out what was there. There was a sink, a toilet, and a bed. Not a single useful thing to help me escape. So, I waited... staring into darkness.
I couldn't do anything but wait and think about what happened... The two plagues in my mind. One was my friend's death, and the other was my terrible defeat. It was embarrassing, trying with all my determination to save my best friend... only to see him die and for myself to become a helpless prisoner! He humiliated me and killed my best friend! Why didn't he let us both live? He wanted me to suffer... he wanted me to see my own best friend die! Then afterward... lock me up all alone to die!
...If I ever got out, I swore he would pay dearly for what happened!
No one came that entire day, and it must have been at least eleven o'clock... maybe later. I knew I wasn't getting any meals here. He wants me to starve to death. So... since it was late and boring, I tried to sleep. Tried is the right word. I must have been awake for at least two more hours. I didn't even have a pillow or blanket, but I did eventually manage to fall asleep.
I eventually woke up, not knowing if it was still night or if morning had come. Would anyone show up if I yelled...? So I called for help one final time. Of course, no one heard me. However, when I was walking back over to the bed, I stepped on a strange pin. It hurt when I stepped on it, yet it seemed to be the perfect thing to use for picking a lock! So, I walked over to the gate with the pin. Unfortunately, no luck... the pin was so rusty that it broke apart inside the lock. That was the only thought on my mind for the rest of the day.
The next morning, I felt kind of sick. Probably because I went so long without food. It wasn't like I could make food appear out of nothing. But at the very least, I did have water to drink. After I had some, I felt a little better. But still, by this day... no one came. Maybe I just didn't have enough determination, but I was losing hope. No one was going to save me, I was going to die. I was hungry, scared, depressed, and all alone. I wanted to be out of here, I wanted to see the outdoors, I wanted to escape... but it wasn't going to happen.
Twelve years old and my life was already ending. I started to cry. It was okay because no one would find out, but maybe that was the problem. No one could hear my cries, no one would come to rescue me.
I began to think of suicide... maybe bashing my face into the wall. But I couldn't do that... I was afraid of death. So... I just sat there.... crying.
My best friend, my pride, my life...
All gone...
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Okay, that's all right now. But it isn't the end... There is more to the story. You don't even know who the character is yet.
Review plz.