How long have I been down here? I don’t know. Two days. A week. Six years. My whole life? It feels like it.
How old am I? Shit, I don’t even know how old I am. Maybe I really have been locked in here since I was born.
Do you feel this way? Of course you do. Everyone does. At least, that’s what he tells me.
Can you hear them too? The voices. The sweet sounds inside your head. The sweet and sensitive sounds insides your cell.
The cell you will never be leaving.
The cell inside your head.
It’s been a while since my last one and I haven’t been posting as much – but here it is, another installment of 100 Words or Less!
Hope you all enjoyed it. Maybe, if I do enough of them I could create an anthology… interesting idea.