The Prison Of Ice

This story came second in a story writing competition at my school, so I decided to upload it to see what the WWW thought. Please comment...ooh, and there was a word limit of 500 words. Just, you know, so you know.


3. The Present


I wake up to hear someone’s blood curdling screams. It takes me a few seconds to realize that the screams are my own. I see three nurses in white smocks trying to wrestle me into some kind of orange coat. I fight against them, but they are all much stronger than me. I'm's like being squeezed in a vice. I look into the mirror and see myself, screaming wildly as I fight against the women. I feel as though I'm going mad...

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