DISCLAIMER: I don't own Twilight, Stephenie Meyer does, blah, blah, blah...
This is why mom told us to stay at home. This is why I should've listened.
I sat in my cell, bound by a heavy, metal chain. The smell of rotten eggs burned my nose, so I focused on breathing through my mouth. However, the scent was so heavy I could taste it on my tongue.
You want me to tell you just how I ended up like this?
Well, let me replay these past few months:
I woke up, feeling a sense of danger. I wanted to go exploring; after all it had been years since I'd gone outside, let alone see outside.
I sprung out of bed and into one of my light blue, work dresses. There were patches of dirt on the sides where I'd used to help scrub the counter. The end was ruffled and torn. It was loose, so I could wear it for years before I'd need a new one. It was one of many work dresses, but it was my favorite. The color fascinated me, and the texture, though rough, made me feel like a princess.
I could hear sheets swishing, and knew my sister, Alice, had been woken up. We were around the same age. I was fourteen, and Alice was twelve. I had more jobs and responsibilities than her; one, taking care of her, and two, waking up earlier to do more jobs. However, when I woke up, so did Alice.
From across the room I heard her muffled yawn. I sighed; of course she'd help me with my jobs. Out of the corner of my eye I saw her get up and stretch. Her bones cracked and her muscles strained with the motions.
I smiled and turned around; only to be greeted by a hug from the tiny pixie I called my sister. She could've passed for fourteen by just her maturity, but her size wouldn't have fooled anyone.
The door started shaking, followed by scratching and pawing. Oh goody; Jake was up too. Alice let her arms fall, as did I. I rushed over to the door, and my 150-pound German shepherd tumbled in. Jake was much bigger than an average German shepherd at 45 inches. He was a gentle giant though. He warmed us at night when the heater was broken and protected us against the chilling wind. He played games with us when we were still allowed outside. That all changed two years ago. Kids were caught playing outside, and they were taken to factories to work. No pay. No fun. No nothing.
We stayed locked inside; not even able to peek out the windows, in fear of the monsters finding us. They weren't human; that's all we know. So far, that's all anybody knows. If you know too much, they come looking for you, and they will find you, eventually.
Jake licked up my face, making me smile. Alice grabbed my hand and tugged me out the door with Jake right behind us.
I carried on with my chores, first breakfast, then the laundry. When our parents woke up they ate the bacon and eggs I had left on the table.
They went straight to the living room and called a family meeting.
"Okay, we've decided you can go out for a few hours each day, but only in the daylight." My dad announced.
We dropped what we were doing to go hug our parents. Our faces lit up with excitement, like children on Christmas morning. We celebrated by running out the door and dancing in the grass.
Our parents embraced and watched us play from the safety of the doorframe.
We were out there for hours, just playing and regaining knowledge of the new world. The grass was thin and wispy and swayed in the wind. We were smiling about the whole time. I had run back to my parents to go hug them, and suddenly their smiles turned to faces of horror. They pulled me into the house and covered my mouth. I didn't know what was going on, but they pulled me to the living room.
Jake seemed to know something was wrong but he stayed quiet, knowing some indication of noise could point us out to anybody.
Later, I'd learned that Alice had been kidnapped by the monsters. I was quiet. I couldn't speak. It physically hurt, so I just prayed. Prayed for Alice, prayed for my parents, prayed for me.
I cried, cried for hours, days, weeks, until my tears dried up and my eyes were sore and puffy.
My dad went to court to try to get Alice back. My mom was reading in her room. There couldn't have been a better time. So, I took Jake outside. We ran through the woods, never stopping until we saw smoke. We didn't slow until we saw the metal casing of the factory. Jake stopped but did not bark.
I silently walked up to the menacing building. Peeking into one of the windows, I could see the monsters and their glowing red eyes.
I wildly searched for any sign of Alice, when I caught a glimpse of black spiky hair. She was filthy. Her hair was matted and in tangles. I covered my mouth to muffle the screams and cries. The dry tears pierced through my eyes, crawling down my cheeks in slow motion. This was all happening too soon.
My body couldn't take all this pain, so it did what came natural. Everything went black. I was in a numb coma. I couldn't feel, see, hear, or practically do anything at the moment.
After what seemed like hours my eyes rolled out of the back of my head. It was dark outside now and I was leaning against the building. I tried to move and found that I had pins and needles from my knees down.
My head was spinning. I tried to get up, and failed miserably. My back crashed back into the wall.
Once the feeling in my legs returned and the dizziness faded, I crawled up to the window. A bronze-haired demon caught my attention. He was the most beautiful thing I had ever seen. If he hadn't had those piercing blood-red eyes I would have thought him to be a God. Piercing blood-red eyes; they stared right at me.
My eyes widened in terror and I slunk back down to the ground, but it was too late. He'd seen me. I was dead.
I picked myself up off the ground and ran. I ran as fast as my feet would carry me. When I met up with Jake in the woods, he ran with me. He wouldn't go anywhere near that place.
"Ring around the rosy." I heard a not so far off voice exclaim. It sounded melodic, almost dream-like, but menacing and frightening too.
Jake was a little ahead of me as we ran. I slowed to catch my breath. "Pocket full of posies." The menacing voice exclaimed. I was getting scared now.
"Ashes, Ashes." I knew what was coming next. I sped up, but I was still far behind Jake. I was winding past trees, over their thick roots. Then, the unbelievable happened.
"We all fall down." I tripped over a root and fell on my front. I found scrapes on my upper arms as I examined them.
I heard the maniacal laughter before I saw the person it belonged too. Jake was growling far off, but dared not come any closer.
The bronze-haired monster came closer, still laughing. I closed my eyes; this was a nightmare, I wanted it to be a nightmare, I begged for it to be a nightmare.
Little did I know this was just the beginning to a horrifying end. It always would be.
I was yanked back up by my hair and dragged back to the factory. I mouthed "I love you," to Jake, before giving in to the pull of his iron grasp. Jake was sad, but he ran off, unable to come to my aid. The monster would have killed him if he had. Jake knew that. At least he would be safe.
My knees scraped the ground and more blood fell. "You gave me quite a chase little one." He said, his quiet laughter growing in volume.
I yearned to scream, but nothing. I opened my mouth, nothing. I forced whimpers up my throat, but no more than that.
When I felt the cement floors of the factory, I wanted to cry, but my tears were gone.
I was pulled up to my feet when he finally stopped. The torture never ceased though. I was thrown into a cell and my ankle was shackled. "Stay in here. I'll be back later my pet." He laughed again. I covered my ears with my hands, not wanting to hear anymore of this. That made it too real for me.
I closed my eyes and concentrated on my family, Jake, and most of all, Alice.
"Oh yes, you're sister's here, is she?" He asked, amusement in his tone. My eyes snapped open at this and I turned to look at him. A hideous smirk was plastered on his face.
"H-How d-did y-you k-know t-that?" I stuttered, mystified.
He tapped his head as if it were obvious. I turned my head to the side,confused. He sighed. "Never mind."
Now I was annoyed. He turned and walked off, leaving me in this rotten cell. I huffed. Now to plan my escape.
My mind went over all the events that had happened those past few months. The day I was kidnapped; just today. But I went back because you needed to know the whole story. I heard someone approaching. Stomps echoed through the cement walls of this underground prison. I looked around for a window, for anything. There was a window, but it had bars across it. No way of getting out there, so that was a lost cause.
The person approaching was actually two people. A monster was dragging another kid to a cell. I sent the monster a glare. He just smirked at me and mouthed, "I'll be back for you." I fake puked in disgust. He just chuckled and walked on.
The dirt floor was causing my legs to itch so I bent down to scratch them. I wished I hadn't. They were red with not yet dried blood smeared across them. I looked at my arms, and sighed. I only had a few scratches on my upper arms.
I looked back to the cell door and saw the bronze-haired man standing there with a grin on his face. "I told you I'd be back." He hissed playfully. I just glared.
The only words replayed in my head over and over again, before I had to endure this torture were:
Ring around the rosy,
A pocketful of posies,
We all fall down
Ring around the rosy,
A pocketful of posies,
We all fall down.
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