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Sight of Day copy chap 2
Avatar By kodaB3
Posted 06 Dec 2017 15:23
Category: Short Story
"The common eye sees only the outside of things, and judges by that, but the seeing eye pierces through and reads the heart and the soul, finding there capacities which the outside didn't indicate or promise, and which the other kind couldn't detect."
MARK TWAIN, Joan of Arc

"Don't move" I warn, strapping the defenseless girl into the chair. We have been drawing her blood for weeks, managing to find nothing important through the research.  She was a complete mystery. Nobody has recognized any change in her behavior or actions, what was the point of these tests if there wasn't any answers?  Today was the last day we would be doing these tests, tomorrow was the analyzing stage. At least, that's what the head scientist thought. It was really a special day tomorrow. The day it all first started.

——— the next day ———

"Happy birthday to me, happy birthday to me, happy birthday to Daylaaaaa.. happy birthday to me" for the twenty third time today, I sing that stupid tune over and over not caring how loud I screamed it or who the hell heard.  I was seventeen today, or at least that's what I was told. I mentally did a happy dance, longing for a taste of birthday cake in my
mouth, the feeling of ripping open delicately wrapped boxes of presents like normal people did.

I lightly wrap my fingers around the tight braid in my dirty brown hair. I had recently taught myself how to do it, thankful for one woman who had become closer to me during tests.  I tugged on the hair tie holding it together, letting the loose waves flow freely around my shoulders. It had grown long in the years I was allowed to properly shampoo and moisturize it. It didn't do much other than get in the way. I sometimes wished it were blonde, the dark color just makes my eyes look odd. However on the plus side, it made people hold my stare other than their eyes wandering about my brutally scarred skin. I have been told they are beautiful, bright with color and complementing my utterly pale skin. I never got much sunlight down here. Now that I think about it, I've only seen it once when I was let in the courtyard as a young girl. I was so naive, thinking that there was nothing more to life than sitting on a hard, cold steel table with tubes and needles sticking out of every inch of you.

My eyes wandered to the hole at the bottom of the south wall in the cell. A slight squeak was barely noticeable over the sounds of the next door lab machines.  I stuck my hand in, grabbing a something fluffy and soft. The rat squirmed under my touch, and started screaming and shaking. I dropped it in surprise, how could I have forgotten my curse, especially on this day. Stupid ****ING SCIENCE! I screamed with the rat at the top of my lungs, nobody coming to see what the matter was. Why would they care anyway, I was just a hopeless cause with some stupid chemical in my blood that went wrong. I was a magnet to pity and hatred and pain and fear and I hATED IT I absolutely hate myself and the god damn bull**** I've been put through. A chuckle outside the door made me realize I've been yelling aloud. After flipping the guard off with my hand and vocal cords, I went back to the rat who had blacked out from the pain. It made me think of the song 'three blind mice' that I sometimes heard over the children radio that was played somewhere in the building.

Then a box slid under the door.
A cake! I hadn't had something sweet like this in forever! I can't wait to dig in and stuff my fa-
A bobby pin, stuck in the center of the cake, a single, plain black bobby pin. How foolish could they be? They just gave me an exit
I could run.
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