Who Am I?

Inspired by the Maze-runner.


2. Chapter Two

I wonder what I look like? Am I pretty? There is no mirror in my room. So I do not know what I look like.I know my skin is a sort of ashy white, like a pale grey.

Is there a sun? Is it grey too? Hmmm. I wonder.

I had a dream last night. I have never had a dream before. It was a weird experience, like nothing I have ever felt before. I suppose I have not felt much anyway. In this dream, it was like I was in a different place. It was so real, I almost believed it. I could feel the grass on my bare toes. I could feel a breeze whisper through my hair. And the colors. Reds and Blues and Yellows and every shade of every color! I felt my eyes literally exploding with the sight. And light, Oh! The light was glorious. I felt its warmth spreading through every particle of my being. I felt hope. And love. And every thing good in that place.

And then I woke up..........


After that night, I decided to keep going to that place.  And slowly I started to feel something. It was like warmth slowly spreading through a numb arm. I could feel my arm, no, more like my whole body, tingling with that warmth.

And I liked it.

I started to think about other things. New things. Things that I had not thought about before. Ideas. Hopes. Desires. 

I thought about escape. I don't  know what the world outside is, but it can't be worse than the world I'm living in right now.

I made up my mind.

I will escape.

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