Wake Louchette
A phosphorescent ceiling met the windows of my soul as the libs behind my back slowly got up. My feet felt motionless, and my arms can barely function. As I wandered around, I found myself inside a doom, dark metallic facility full of glowing lights. I cannot see my surroundings, and the only thing that gave brightness was the tiny rectangular hole from the door, which gave access to the light that came from the outside.
Sarah CodacheMy left arm poorly hurts. I can feel that my skin was getting sore, and it was like falling apart. My hips twisted to avoid losing my balance. It made me moved backward in depth. I breathed in deep air when accumulating the pain I felt. When I glanced at my palm, I saw my blood disappeared. Its baffling disappearance did not bother me anymore. The enigmatic feeling of getting applaud by a spiteful magical force brought no issue, and it seemed that this implied my uniqueness as who I am.When I stood in the middle of the airy road, surrounded by equipped men, the branches that kept swaying on my back individually captured them. They screamed for help with the pain they felt as those tiny thorns slowly went deep into their skin. Their eyes were reddish, looking towards my ocean blue eyes, probably asking for a release.When I stared at them for a long time, I can see the pain they
Wake LouchetteThe guards surrounded me as we walked towards the place where our head wants to see me. I haven't chained after all, and this made me feel safer. It sighed thought, weighing how these people trusted me with not escaping. I fixed my collar, and with confidence, I entered Mr. Steeven's office, adept in standing right in front of him.The guard spread away and positioned themselves in every corner of this spacious office with only a single table. I faced the head without thinking about the negative things that he will say. Precisely, I knew he was going to mention the punishment.I stood up straight, looking at his back as he was facing the city through the one-sided transparent glass."I did not expect that you would be that stubborn to follow the commands for our security. You were only thinking about yourself, not the companies dignity." He started th
Sarah CodacheI felt the heaviness of my heart while seeing this man's teary eyes looking at me. It made me feel guilty for not knowing who he was. His words stuck in my chest, muttering a painful affection every time his eyes kept staring at my blank eyes. His face was full of questions towards me, and I can't stop thinking about the reasons why.I don't know him, but his presence was poking my heart that he has something to do with my life before.There's no need to ponder. I don't need to force myself to think that we have connections before. Maybe this man knew me, and possibly he does not. His colleague captured me lately, so there's a greater chance that he is one of my enemies.I allowed them to capture me. Besides, I have done my duties this time.I stood up straight and wiped my false conscience away. I raised my head while glarin
Sophia CodacheWith a heavy chest, I walked around my sister's room, remembering our memories every time I glanced at those spots where we had fun together before. The things inside her room remained untouched.It's been a long time since Sarah left us, and I can't stop thinking about how she is doing right now. Does she have enough food to eat? Do they take good care of her? We have no idea about what those doctors did to my sister.All we knew was, she's not around anymore.Before, I agreed to let Sarah be with them. Honestly, she had nothing to do with this family. Sarah doesn't know about life at all! In short, she is useless in the eyes of many. And the struggling part was, I kept on asking myself whether to agree with them or not.I sat on the corner of the bed, facing the huge hole. I sighed when I remembered that time when mom scolded me for n
It was raining, and the clouds were shining in gray. The squelching sound of my footsteps collided with the rain's pattering droplets as I looked down the road, feeling unsure. While I held my backpack as striking my way home, the rain showers kept slipping on my skin. I didn't bring an umbrella, but I wasn't worried about my health. I am used to bathing myself in the rain.I was going home this time from school. The atmosphere was dead in there. It doesn't feel like a learning environment.The classrooms were small. The students were little, and the environment was far from being innovative.The road became narrower as the distance from the house went nearer, and the only thing that entertained my sight was the trees at both sides. These were following the direction of the heavy rain with the ranging wind.And for one more time, this calm and peaceful feeling brought by the scenery gave
Sarah CodacheWalking within this capacious building to nowhere was such boring and toxic. People right here would not allow me to see the outside world once again. Even though I pleaded with the guy who captured me to join, he disagreed. He told me that he doesn't want to get fired just because of following my plea. I sighed, realizing that my decision to go with him the last time was a wrong move.Two guards were at my back. They were following where I go, even when I had to take my necessities. I felt that the people in this goddam building were trying to tie my neck. Kitchen workers were hindering my stomach from eating the food I want. That guy with pores restricted my will to stay outside too long from the room where I temporarily lived.Ugh! I have no freedom at all!"Excuse me, miss, Christian is looking for you." One of the guards in a black suit surprisingly blocked m
Few months passed, and I was still here inside my room. Ever since Christian left this place, he hasn't come back yet. Workers here gave me food thrice a day, and that was it. They didn't even initiate to let me out at least once a week. I felt too exhausted by just staying here without anything to do aside from watching those people in white clothes passing by my room. Every time I saw them, they looked hurry. Going there, and here. These people might have something urgent to do every day. Well, thanks to this transparent glass on one side of this room. It somehow gave me a bit of fun here.I got up from the bed and brushed my hair with my bare fingers. I yawned. I felt tired even though I didn't do anything throughout these days.With my eyes half-opened, my legs were weak as I went near the waters at my right. The splatting sound of these waterfalls gave the waters underneath a more crystal clear appearance. I kneeled and looked at my ref
Lance SpillerWaking up with this painful feeling I had in my chest made me feel useless as days were passing, and I did nothing aside from staying inside this private hospital at the company. I was always forcing myself to work on anything that may come to my mind. I did this to avoid getting drowned in my negative thoughts. Every time I draw on scratch paper paired with a graphite pencil placed inside a small square that I asked from my teammates, I felt relieved. I can also adjust the pencil according to the length that you wished to have. But the most important thing was, the sensation of being vocal in your way about how you had been feeling was the most satisfying part.I was sitting right here beside the corner of my bed while making sort of scribble art. I can't fix my posture properly because of the injury I had with my chest. The unusual feeling of getting hit by a bullet kept flashing in my mind. It was dist