Same with you......."Jodi, wake up baby. Come on we have to go now." It was my mom's voice. Was it really her? But I couldn't be wrong! It was her voice. What was she doing? She cannot be here! Go away!"Mommy? Why are you here?" I asked her through my still closed eyes. "It's not safe here mommy you need to go away!""I come here to get you baby. Come on wake up now. We have to go now Jodi." My mom's voice pleaded with me. She didn't sound afraid as if she was so sure to get me out. But I was afraid. I couldn't move even my eyes won't crack open."I can't mom, they're gonna kill you. Please get out of here," I said to her in a trembling voice. Tears flowing down my face. Her voice grew silent and I became anxious that the monsters might have gotten to her. "MOM!" I shouted to the top of my lungs. "Mommy where are you?"

I'll get you out of here......Knowing nothing about the whole truth doesn't mean I don't know anything. I knew they were keeping secret from me. But silence is so much better than telling series of lies. Sometimes being in the shadow rather than burning in the sun is more acceptable. One way or another the truth will come out. All I need to do was to be patient. But I was born stubborn needing to ask all the questions in the world."What if everything went wrong? What would happen to me? Am I digging a grave for myself?" I asked the salesman.He only smiled patting my shoulder. It was the first time they sent me the same man. It hasn't been a month since my last talk with him and there he was. I preferred him over the others anyway.The Salesman never sweet talked me about the thing they wanted me to do, he always had hi

Tired, but she'll survive yet another day.......People often obsess with things they can't have that they don't stop for a second to think if they truly need it. Sometimes not getting what we want may result in wonderful stroke of luck."No!" I jolted backward over the side of the arena as the bullet barrelled out from the gun in my shaky hands. It seemed that getting what you want wasn't as exciting as it used to be when you were just wishing to get it.I was lucky enough to win myself a 45 caliber pistol. Though it wasn't a reason for celebration at all, I wouldn't jump for joy, the damn thing didn't come with a stupid manual. The television didn't help at all for making it look so easy.It wasn't easy at all! Firing a gun never stops by just pulling its trigger. There were more to it that one should

What do you even want from me?......I wanted to cry. I wanted to have the strength to fight but I was weak. The fever had a great toll on my body and it wasn't just that but also my previous fights. Walking was already hard let alone struggle away from the tight grip. The guards were not making any room for me to move, their fingers were almost digging to my skin.I surrendered the idea. I focused my head elsewhere, we were walking on dingy path for too long but we hadn't stop. The trails were also new, I had no clue there were such elaborate paths in that place, if I was walking alone I would been lost. I didn't know how long it had been since I came in the underground, it could have been a month or two, it could even be a year already, I lost track of time along the way. It had been long but I still couldn't memorize its corners.I was getting tired of the wa

Be the good fox, they want you to be.......They said if you want to eliminate fear then do it everyday. But it wasn't entirely true in my situation because the more I see blood the more I fear it. And the horrors just become more real as time goes on."Don't please! No...NO!" I shouted to the twins' looming forms. I couldn't run, my feet felt like blocks of heavy cement. No amount of shouting could make them move. There was nothing I could do.I was trapped!I glanced back and forth between the door I entered in and the approaching twins, finding a way to escape but sadly there was none. They caged me like a rabid animal with two hungry lions as guards. It would be not long till I get eaten.The wide spaced room was getting smaller as they approached me. I kept wishing for the walls, the floor, the ceiling or a