The Red Room

In the Red Room

I have been living in the red room nearly my whole life with my friend Rachel . We were kidnapped and brought here when we I was 5 and she was 6 . I absolutely hate it here. Each day we get picked to assassinate someone or do ballet until we fall and then if we don't continue with the order no meeting with anyone for 2 weeks ! It's worse than being in prison. I'm only 16 years old and I haven't got any family. My mom died in a car crash only 6 months after I was born , my dad ended up committing suicide because my mother was no longer with him . Lucky I had Georgia ,Rachel's mom , she treated me like her daughter and now Rachel is more like a sister than a friend . I was told that I wasn't Georgia's daughter from a young age but I didn't mind . Every day I think about how awful Georgia must feel but at least she has David ( Rachel's brother ) .

The one thing I love doing at the red room ( even though I would prefer to be dead than in than be in this place  ) is dance . Not classical ballet but have fun , bounce across the room,  spin until I fall , mess around dancing with Rachel .

I just can't wait to leave this shit hole when I turn 18 , at least I only have to wait two more years . As soon as I leave this place I wanna do good , get rid of this place so that no other girls have to go trough what I had to , so girls can have a normal and free childhood the one I never got to have .