Her eyes flicker like an unreliable light globe, being filled with light only every few seconds. Her left-hand twitches through the nerves of her weak and thin arms. The blanket created a pattern on her face like it was drawn by a child while she has been asleep. The red and black alarm vibrates beside the thin mattress, never being too loud as she didn’t want to wake The Man Upstairs. That’s what we call him, The Man Upstairs.
When you wake up in here you wake up slowly, so you don’t really know where you are quite yet? But the lust of thinking you’re waking up at home soon disappears, it’s sad really. I think it effects Trouss more than it affects me. She misses life you see. She misses running late for everything and now we have all the time in the world. She misses meeting me in the CBD for our …show more content…
I run. I stop and remember my steps, I turn left, turn right for 8 steps and run into a locked door. Shit. I need the keys. I see the kitchen and take a knife and I run. Geez I haven’t run like this in 1086 days. I see the keys attached to his pocket. I jump on him while he is on the floor and hold the knife to his neck in case he wakes up, I grab the keys, I want to kill him. I don’t. I lock his bedroom door closed behind me. I run 8 steps, unlock the door, I can feel my heart pounding, 3 steps, another door, I run down the 16 stairs and yell at Trouss, I pull her up and we run, we run because our lives literally depend on it and we get to the kitchen. I grab the loaf of bread on the table as I run past and we open every door until we finally find one that has stairs with sunlight on them. We run. The stairs seem to never end and I don’t want to look back. We finally reach the top and my heart drops. There is nothing there. I can’t see the house we were in only the stairs that lead down into it. We are in the middle of no where with the only thing I can see is a rusted out car, burnt. His car, the one we thought was just giving us a ride
When you wake up in here you wake up slowly, so you don’t really know where you are quite yet? But the lust of thinking you’re waking up at home soon disappears, it’s sad really. I think it effects Trouss more than it affects me. She misses life you see. She misses running late for everything and now we have all the time in the world. She misses meeting me in the CBD for our …show more content…
I run. I stop and remember my steps, I turn left, turn right for 8 steps and run into a locked door. Shit. I need the keys. I see the kitchen and take a knife and I run. Geez I haven’t run like this in 1086 days. I see the keys attached to his pocket. I jump on him while he is on the floor and hold the knife to his neck in case he wakes up, I grab the keys, I want to kill him. I don’t. I lock his bedroom door closed behind me. I run 8 steps, unlock the door, I can feel my heart pounding, 3 steps, another door, I run down the 16 stairs and yell at Trouss, I pull her up and we run, we run because our lives literally depend on it and we get to the kitchen. I grab the loaf of bread on the table as I run past and we open every door until we finally find one that has stairs with sunlight on them. We run. The stairs seem to never end and I don’t want to look back. We finally reach the top and my heart drops. There is nothing there. I can’t see the house we were in only the stairs that lead down into it. We are in the middle of no where with the only thing I can see is a rusted out car, burnt. His car, the one we thought was just giving us a ride