I shoot up when I hear talking and the rolling of an all to familiar metal push cart sound outside of my door and Immediately start to shuffle backwards twords the corner of my bed, Pushing myself as close to the wall as I possibly can while pulling my knees to my chest.
I wait In this position for what seems like forever, heart beating wildly like a war drum until completely sure that It wasn't me they were coming for as I hear their sounds fade down another hall.
When calmed, I decide to turn my head to look at my clock, Instantly relaxing when I read 5:13 AM.
Its a bit to early for them to need me up so I lay back down, bundling back up In my sheet and trying my best to regain the warmth that I had lost only seconds ago.
I can see my breath every time I inhale or exhale, The crisp air making It's way to my throat and chest, Bringing down a burning sensation with.
It's winter time, my favorite time of year.
Minus the cold I love winter, It brings me peace, something that's foreign around here.
The freezing air almost burns my skin which disturbs my slumber. At first I thought I could just toss and turn my self back to sleep but realization soon sets In that sleep In these poor conditions, And since It won't be warming up any time soon, I decide to get up and start my day early.
I sit up, Moving as slowly as possible trying not to make any noise just In case the people that were outside earlier heard me and decided to come pay an early visit. I pull my legs off to the side of the bed, letting them dangle before letting my feet touch the Icey floor.
I know that It's gonna be cold, It always Is, Whether It be summer or winter.
I should be used to It, being that It's halfway over now and I've been through this before, many times before.
Taking In a deep breath I put my first foot down, Regretting It Immediately when the Iciness of the cement floor shot through my foot In an Instant, But I keep going determined. I push myself off of the bed, Again, Instantly regretting It when both feet hit the floor.
I took one big jump over twords my slide open cabinet where I keep my clothes, pulled It open, then ripped out a pair of shorts and two shirts before I retreating back Into my bed a shivering mess.
The weather around here Is the same year around. Cold. But when It's winter It gets even colder because of the dinginess of our cells, With all of the holes and cracks In the walls, cold air gets In fairly easily.
Once "dressed" I wrap my self up In my sheet and grab my tablet.
with nothing else to do I decided to start on my modules early.
laying down on my side I pulled the tablet out In front of me and clicked on the only Icon on the screen.
This little white L Icon that I have known my whole life has taught me everything that I know.
Since as long as I can remember, I learned how to read, Write, Comb my hair, And brush my teeth, Simple grooming techniques to help me prepare myself for my future roll of what I will become.
The scientist made It to teach us what they think we should know. When I turned fourteen my modules went from teaching me limited math, to how I should and shouldn't act around my master.
It was a reality check for sure, I didn't really think anything of my future any time before that, but the thought of belonging to someone didn't set well with me at all.
It's been two years since then and It's pretty much the same thing just more In depth.
I can honestly say that I'm very scared for my future now, But I have come to accept that there Is no way out of It. I've been lucky so far, Only having been visited twice by potential buyers.
One was a human...about a year ago, he came In gave me one look and his nose automatically crinkled In disgust. I didn't know how to feel about that. I know I didn't stink, Being that right before he came I basically had my skin power washed off by a cleaner.
And then about two months ago same routine they scrubbed me to death but this time they dressed me In a thin silk slip on dress where the breast part was see through lace, I hated it.
This time the buyer was Inexplicably differently. I still remember him, He was tall and built without and Identifiable scent, When he entered the room the first thing that I saw were his big shiver worthy bright red maroon eyes. He took a couple of steps, eye's locked on mine then stopped right In front of me, I had to look up to his towering frame and then I remember he smiled at me for couple a seconds then tilted his head to the side before lifting his hand to cup my face. He began to run his finger along my jaw saying something In a really honeyed, smooth foreign language. It sounded amazing not gonna lie, But I knew better than to trust It.
With that he turned on his heel and left, I haven't seen him since. So strange.
But even In his absence I cant help but get the same eerie feeling that I felt when he was with me, I know that some day he will return. Or he won't, I don't know.
I'm knocked out of my thoughts when I hear someone running.
It's far away though, In another hall. So I disregard It.
But again and not to shortly after, I hear more and more people running but more frantically, panic heavy In their breathing.
I sit up a little, curious as to what's going on and I begin to listen.
Nothing. But that's not good enough for me. I pop up out of my bed, tossing one of my shirts on the ground In front of my door so I can stand on top of It.
Leaning In I place my ear on the door.
A couple of seconds go by. Nothing but the sound of people shuffling around. They sound calm, But I can tell that something Is wrong, The humans are really bad at hiding emotions. They're scared.
Minutes go by and nothing. Until a very high-pitched scream pierce's the air followed by a loud smack then more screams and the shattering of glass.
My panic begins to set In. Whats happening? It's never this loud. Why are people screaming? Did somebody get out again? My head begins to pound with all of my unanswered questions.
Eventually one of them are answered when I hear a series of growls and the sound of bones breaking.
Someones shifting.
Horrifying screams tear through the air and my stomach turns when I start to hear the tearing of flesh.
"THE ALARM!!" I hear some one scream.
And I instantly back away from my door. Oh no.
Shortly after, And as promised, my overhead alarm starts to blare.
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I Instantly slam my hands to the sides of my head cupping my ears in attempt to drown out the sound of the alarm.
What In the hell could possibly be happening!?
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