Is has to be a trick! It has to be a trap! It has to be sick, twisted idea someone had to drag me to this Hell. Everything around me is demented. I live in constant fear. Everyday seems like it’s the last. Why me? Tis is the question. Why was I chosen to experience this? It’s killing me inside and out. I mean, my life wasn’t that good to began with. I went to school, had friends, and had a LIFE. I bet my parents are missing me right about now. I wish I could tell them goodbye one last time. But, now it seems like I’m on my own. I somehow ended up here. I’m not sure who or even why I’m here. I’d love to get the hell out of here. The nights are cold. The days are based on survival. Survival is all I know now days. In this Hell, I see creatures that are not from Earth or those I’ve seen in my old life. This “Hell” can also be quite beautiful when you take the time to observe it for it’s true colors. It’s all deals with perspective. My perspective is seeing evil and dealing with fear. My perspective is always escaping me. It’s hypnotizing. It sometimes drives me insane. I sometimes see my family and my friends here. It only makes me sadder because I’m not physically there with them. At nights, I sit and think about my old life. I miss it. I just simply want to cry and go back. But, everything happened so fast. All the sudden, I see a light. Should I go look at it? I will. As I arrive at the light, something magical happens…. The alarm clock goes off at 7:30 as it does every morning.
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