(via wiiiizzard)
Generation after Generation after Generation……
I don’t know how I got here…..I don’t even know how long its been….Am I still dreaming or is this reality? It’s pitch-black in here.No lights,nor is there any sound.All I can hear are my own thoughts. She put me here.That woman did this to me.I have never been through anything like this in my entire life.Why did this happen? What does she hope to accomplish by leaving me in here contemplating my own thoughts? Why is it that I can’t just say what I want to? Am I scared of what may result? Whatever the case may be, she has me enclosed in this box.