Ch.1
To the everyone and anyone I was just a number. And only a number.
I'd Lost my family, friends. My boyfriend even. I was alone.
In this cold, dark, cruel world. But surely it was not my fault.
It wasn't. Although everyone believes it was my fault.
wewe see, I was...different. Special wewe could say. I wasn't
Like anyone else. I had a gift. A dangerous one. A gift
That could kill. Innocent and non-innocent people.
I had the gift to kill someone just with my touch. wewe
Wouldn't call it a gift I suppose, zaidi like a curse.
au that's what I thought of it. I gaze out of the small
Window in my cell. The water crashed onto the rocks,
Spraying water so high. If only I was out there. I'd been
In the prison for 8 months. Didn't see much daylight at all.
I was treated like a dog, probably even worse. Everyone
Was afraid of me, because of my damn curse. My boyfriend
As well. Along I thought he'd always be there, be my wing
Man, but of course not. He left me when he heard what
I could do. Men. I swear. I kicked a pebble into the ukuta in-
Front of me. Making one of the guards turn towards me.
"Don't do that!", He snapped at me.
"What are wewe gonna do about it? I'm already locked up", I hiss.
"Watch your mouth", He snapped again.
"If I don't?", I push.
"I'm going to come in there and gag your mouth", He threatend
"I'd like to see wewe try" I growl.
"Enough wewe two", Another guard told both of us. I rolled
My eyes and looked to see if any other new prisoners had
Arrived. I only see one. A boy. Who looked scared. Real
Scared. He looked to be around my age, maybe a little
older 17 au 18. I was only 16. I focused on him. He had
Light blue eyes, dark brown hair. Tall. Really tall. Not bad.
Wonder what he's in for. I looked away, and turned my
gaze over to the door that leads out of the hell hole. Guards
Came in and out. I had tried to escape many, many times,
Always got caught though. But today didn't seem like my
Lucky day, because guess who walked sraight through those
Doors. My ex, Ryan.
To the everyone and anyone I was just a number. And only a number.
I'd Lost my family, friends. My boyfriend even. I was alone.
In this cold, dark, cruel world. But surely it was not my fault.
It wasn't. Although everyone believes it was my fault.
wewe see, I was...different. Special wewe could say. I wasn't
Like anyone else. I had a gift. A dangerous one. A gift
That could kill. Innocent and non-innocent people.
I had the gift to kill someone just with my touch. wewe
Wouldn't call it a gift I suppose, zaidi like a curse.
au that's what I thought of it. I gaze out of the small
Window in my cell. The water crashed onto the rocks,
Spraying water so high. If only I was out there. I'd been
In the prison for 8 months. Didn't see much daylight at all.
I was treated like a dog, probably even worse. Everyone
Was afraid of me, because of my damn curse. My boyfriend
As well. Along I thought he'd always be there, be my wing
Man, but of course not. He left me when he heard what
I could do. Men. I swear. I kicked a pebble into the ukuta in-
Front of me. Making one of the guards turn towards me.
"Don't do that!", He snapped at me.
"What are wewe gonna do about it? I'm already locked up", I hiss.
"Watch your mouth", He snapped again.
"If I don't?", I push.
"I'm going to come in there and gag your mouth", He threatend
"I'd like to see wewe try" I growl.
"Enough wewe two", Another guard told both of us. I rolled
My eyes and looked to see if any other new prisoners had
Arrived. I only see one. A boy. Who looked scared. Real
Scared. He looked to be around my age, maybe a little
older 17 au 18. I was only 16. I focused on him. He had
Light blue eyes, dark brown hair. Tall. Really tall. Not bad.
Wonder what he's in for. I looked away, and turned my
gaze over to the door that leads out of the hell hole. Guards
Came in and out. I had tried to escape many, many times,
Always got caught though. But today didn't seem like my
Lucky day, because guess who walked sraight through those
Doors. My ex, Ryan.