Tuesday, August 29, 2017


I wonder how I got here. The truth is I cannot seem to remember anything.

My prison is small and I have to curl up to fit inside it. Fortunately, the walls are soft and squishy.

I'm not uncomfortable, but I feel dizzy most of the time. It must be because of the constant movement.

And it's so dark! I cannot see anything. Not even my own hands.

However, it's warm... So I guess I can't complain.

And there it is again! That strange noise. It's like a song, always the same one. A song that sends me to sleep straightaway...

No comments:

Post a Comment