Slowly raising my head from the eroded ground, I can just about hold my eyes open long enough to see I'm still in the mad house. Still trapped in the same humiliating cage.
It's silent.
My icy body laid down half naked, only wearing whats left of my dignity. As time passes I come more to my senses; cautiously I sit up, trying not to trigger the daily pain pounding in my head.
The floor I'm settled on feels cool and damp. Urine... Vomit? No. I strain my eyes open to gaze at the mystery substance and my heart stops. My exposed body is masked red with blood. I've been stabbed!
No, this can't be? I've seen my blood before and it was not like this. Thinking about the pain I'd be in bewilders me, but my body is already numb with fear.
I raise my copper hands and leer at my chipped, bitten nails, only to see the torn flesh concealed beneath them.
That's when my attention is drawn to it, the silence. I can hear my heart beating, it's that horrible feeling of fear and anxiety, I don't want to know why and I don't want to find out why. But that's not an option right now.
I turn and go into utter shock. What have I done?
The long iron bars have been torn from the frame, what used to block me from the outside world, just gone. Warily I move to examine more closely, escape wasn't on my mind, I wouldnt' get out of here anyway.
I notice a hint of white fabric, hooked over one of the stumps of metal. As I get closer, it hits me... What have I done!
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The Asylum
Teen FictionI have wrote a long intro about 6 times but i keep accidentally deleting it. So, this is my best book I've ever wrote, so if its bad... O.o Im bad at English okay!!! :L Just read it ;D or if you cant be assed to read it, vote it anyway :3 xxx This i...
