The Escape

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I am planning to escape my room. I don't want to constantly wear my jacket and have to stare at door. I can read minds, so it should be easy, but no one comes to see me anymore.

One time I tried to escape I didn't like door so it was easy to attack him. I screamed and scraped and scratched door but he wouldn't move. After my outburst I woke up strapped to a table. They cut me, and told me to never do that again. I told them I wouldn't but I was lying.

Since I can't hear people's minds through door, trying to escape shall be easy since there will be no one around to stop me. First I escaped my jacket. Then I clambered door and hit him with everything I had. I was sick of door and he was to be dead.

Door fell down after I clawed him down like an animal. My knuckles were red with blood and so were my elbows. It didn't hurt.

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