Prologue -
"I never thought
I would end up in this predicament, trapped inside surrounded by the sound of
dripping water, the wind howling against my ear drums, so on… so on. I was
never allowed outside, to have fun, to be myself, or anything. My parents
always tell me outside is bad, it will only hurt you. I didn’t know what that meant,
or why they said it. I am trapped in a home full of monsters.
And, All I know is
that I am always bruised from the neck down from my father, and my emotions are
easily manipulated by my mother. I always wondered if that is how all children felt with their
parents. I felt so much pain and agony in my heart; I lost my mind; it went
blank.
I woke up in a cell, wearing an orange jumpsuit, feeling
like a prisoner. Someone hit against the cell bar and I looked up, seeing man in uniform. A security uniform. I
looked down at my hands, seeing dry blood splattered all over my arms. What happened
to me?
The man looked at the clipboard he was holding in his hand,
staring intensely at the clipboard. “You must be Ledan Frienson.” The man
glared at me with such cold eyes. I felt confused. What is going on? Why am I
covered in blood? Why am I in a place like this?
“Where… why… am I here…?”
The man laughed hysterically, thinking I was being dumb.
“You are here for first degree murder. Ledan Frienson… murdering your own
parents.”
My eyes widened as I got on my knees, my head pounding at
the statement he just made. I don’t
remember doing that. I remember getting sick and tired of my parents hurting
me, but I don’t remember murdering them. As I kept trying to figure out what was going on, I started to scream,
feeling scared and alone. All I know is, is that I am going to be inside a cell
for a really, really long time.
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