Radley yelled around, yelled for anyone who might be there. He stared into the darkness, and realized no one was coming. He slowly backed up till he was against the wall then the sound of his clothes scratching the wall filled the dark room. It had taken him days, maybe weeks now to finally accept that Valerie wouldn't be coming back. It was his fault he was here, it was his fault Valerie hated him, and it was his fault little Jamie was dead. He laid his head in his hands and began to cry, only single tears falling down his cheeks, one after the other. His breath became shaky as more tears fell. Eventually these tears turned into sobs as the fact sunk in that he would rot in this place. He would sit in this dark cell he was imprisoned in for years, decades until he starved or froze to death. 'There is no hope for me in here..." He thought to himself. "Val hates me... there's no one coming for me..". His sobs rang out through the dark cell and down the hall way, until he heard a small voice. He tried to calm himself so he could hear what the voice was saying. Once he stopped crying and could hear the voice more clearly, he found it was asking
"Radley....are you-.....is that you?"
He stood up immediately.
"Valerie?!" He asked with a cracky and shaken voice.
"Is that you?"
ESTÁS LEYENDO
Into the future
Ficción GeneralRadley, a 14 year old orphan boy, has been having strange dreams ever since his parents died. It wasn't until some of his dreams started to match the real word that he told his best friend Valorie. They embark on a possibly disappointing journey to...
