Category : Stories

Sub Category : YoungAdult

I'm locked in a self-made cell. Plain and dull. Keeping me locked in. There is no door, no windows. 
It's useless to try to call for help, to scream and yell like I once did. I've been long forgotten. No one cared when I was known, why would they care now.
They used to tell themselves that they knew me and that I was fine. But when I drifted away, they didn't notice.
And that's how this room came to be. Out of self-pity. I couldn't stand to be in a world that didn't care, so I made this place, only to be stuck here forever.
I've tried to get out, believe me. I've torn up my nails to try and tear down the walls, but it only made me hurt.
Being stuck in here isn't better than being lost. I'd rather wake up each morning not knowing where I am, than be stuck in here.
In my self-made cell...