Allison's POV
1999. The year. It is 1999. I'm 14 and getting forced to kill innocent people, getting completely controlled. The only thing I can control are my bones. The brain is fried.
The only reason I'm writing this right now is because I have i diary that I put in a plastic bag, and put it in the tank of the toilet. Yes, I know that sounds disgusting, and very un-hygienic; but it's the only thing that is keeping me sane at the moment.
Every night, every day, me and other children get searched. We get body searched and get touched up. It makes me feel disgusting, like snake slithering up your body and grabbing your hips, breasts and ass.
We also get a room check to check we have nothing in in 'rooms' we don't. They call them rooms but in reality they are cells. The room is small and compact, grey and smelly, disgusting and dark, cold and uncomfortable. We all have a small metal bed base, with a 2inch mattress, with a cotton like duvet, and a small, thin, square pillow that is grey with bedbugs crawling underneath them.
We have a small, dirty toilet that gets blocked after a few squares of toilet paper, and a sink that lets out dirty water that only lasts for ten seconds till it turns off and it can't turn back on after half an hour. We have a small box like shower that has green tiles for floors that lets out hot water for a minute then the rest is cold water. The floor is so dirty that we have sandals to wear so we don't get infected feet.
The workers here think they care about us, giving us sandals to not get infections, but in reality we just get them so the workers don't have to moan about treating our feet.
Right now it is 12pm so it's time for dinner. I go out of my 'room' (the only time I can leave it without having to kill anyone) and see my only friend in here that I can trust.
I go over to Liz and stand next to her. If any of us interact with each other, we get a punishment of twenty punches in the stomach.
Liz and I have been friends for years. It was around four years ago so I would have been nine at the time.
FLASHBACK STARTS
I got forced to kill a 'classmate' to make me strong and powerful. If I showed any emotion it would have been me who would be getting killed.
I killed her and went back to my 'room' to sob my eyes out.
"Hey. Hey. Don't cry. Don't cry sweetheart" This unfamiliar girl said to me. She must of been a few years older than me.
"What's your name?" She asked. When she saw I wasn't answering she held out her hand and said "I'm Liz. You can trust me. What's your name?"
When I looked into her eyes they brung comfort to me and made me answer with "Allison".
"Well isn't that a pretty name?" I smiled at what she said.
The blonde girl looked at me and wiped my tears off my cheeks.
"God, your so young".
I just nodded and looked at her.
"How old are you?" She asked
"Nine. What about you?"
"Thirteen" Liz replied with.
"Listen to me Allison, you cannot show any emotion out there. Nor in here. They will trick you into thinking your safe and protected, they brainwash you into thinking you can trust them. But you can't. I've seen it with my own eyes. People getting dragged away because they laughed at someone and getting killed, hearing their deathly screams. It isn't nice. I would rather hear those screams than be the one screaming." Liz says.
"Ok. Thank you" I quietly said.
"Ally. Can I call you that?"
"Yes"
"Ok Ally, you can not trust anyone in here. Right now you can't even trust me. Wait until you know me first to trust me" she said in her thick Irish accent.
I nodded at her and grabbed her hand.
"Thank you" i quickly said.
"There's no need to thank me sweetheart, I'm just saving you from life or death situations."
END OF FLASHBACK.
I looked at Liz and she looked like she had the exact same flashback because she smiled at me with her eyes. I know people say that's impossible to smile with your eyes and not your mouth, but we've became a master of doing so.
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I know this isn't very long but it will start to pick up from the next chapter.
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