Uncertain Revelation
I stare blankly at the darkness that surrounds me in my desolate cell. My heart constantly pounding with fear, not knowing what lurked behind the daunting silhouette on the walls. I clutch onto my thin blanket, tears falling aimlessly towards the side of my pillow. I try not to whimper nor make a sound, for the Great Leader would hear my unfaithfulness. I’ve been replaced by gritty dirty skin, long jagged hair and a blotchy uniform with #83924 tattooed on the right pocket. I’ve been here for several months but I always seem to lose count. They said to me that they were going to help me, take me to a place filled with happiness, love and peace; I still long to see it. Even though it alarms me when they see into my eyes, my mind is still as free as a bird; but that’s what I believe. I know what they are trying to do here, brainwash and manipulate us, they want us to do their dirty work, but who though?. I’ve seen my brothers, Henri and Alexi, they too must of thought the same, but now I know they don’t; they don’t recognise me. I don’t exist anymore. As I close my eyes to gain some sort of energy, I am lured into my related dreams. A glimpse of my mother, tears trailing down her cheek, I turn to meet with my father, sadness consuming his soul. I peer down, blow out my candles. My mind clears itself. That was all.