^MARIE DAMTON POINT OF VIEW^
Father is dead, Camuel is dead, Mother has been kidnapped, Our house was burnt down by some evil people,,,,,,Lisa caused the death of a security officer who probably has grand children waiting, people are out they to kill us and i haven't eaten in two days. That is pretty much the summary Lisa gave me unfortunately and it has been going through my mind repeatedly. Lisa tried again after a little pause for her very fast but understandable explanation and finally was able to open the ventilator and she wants me to go first, The nerve of this child -So just because i am older i am better to die first?! "Come on, We do not have all day" she said "I am not going in there" I said and walked to the room "Marie we don't have an option, You need food remember" oh tricky, Lisa wants to pull the 'food' card on me "I will survive" I said to her then i walked towards where the bed used to be "Those guys out there live to make sure that doesn't happen" She said pointing at the door like she was trying to explains a simple thing to me but my brain is same as that of a grade two student - inpeniteable. "Lisa i am not dumb, I understand all you've said but must we go through the ventilator to survive?" I asked "I don't see you bringing up a better idea" She said holding her waist "What about the window" I asked pointing at the window.
^DANNIELLA DAMTON POINT OF VIEW^
I was naked by that man, He didn't rape me though, They bath me in the room then shaved my head,,,to the skull. I looked like a freaking dildo. I feel so powerless right now, There is nothing we could do but stay here and be treated like puppets. They gave me a gown that was like a prisoner's uniform and they brought me out, I am not sure why,,, To mingle maybe. I went to the line for food, I think they are serving rice. I went to the line and waited, the line was very long and it moved very slowly,,,I saw them bring in a girl, she was bleeding from her stomach or chest,,,,i am not sure, "Oh God, poor girl" i murmured and shake my head slightly too "I know right?" Someone said behind me and i swear my spirit almost jumped out of my body, i looked back to see a very hairy man with really captivating gray eyes but he smells really bad "I thought bathing was a must here" i thought i said this in my mind but unfortunately i didn't "It is.....For direct entries" he said "Direct entries?" What do you mean by direct entries, What is that?" I asked him "People that was captured directly, For me I was moved here six years ago so i bath once a week" He replied "That is horrible,,,, where were you? I mean before you were moved" I asked again, I don't care if he was a serial killer that was brought here for punishment, All i need is a friend that knows his way around here -That understands the in and outs,,,,And six years sounds good to me "An alley" He said so simply but i could hear a lot of hurt coming from just those two words "I have spent 12 years of my life being tortured in an alley" He said with a small chuckle but the sadness was there "I'm sorry" Was all i could say, I don't know the words that should be said to help him feel better,,,,,Hell! Even I, i'm not in my best state, I need an I'm sorry too' "Yea, No,,,,, Its nothing, its been used to, you? why are you here" He asked and i paused whether to share my life story with a complete stranger, but this complete stranger did share his with me so here goes nothing
^MATT DAMTON POINT OF VIEW^
I looked at the report in my hands that says i have cancer. The sickness i dread the most, The sickness that took my mother away from me -My family. I only have six weeks left to live, And this is the part where i hate most, when there is a deadline and you still can not get all you need done before death shows its fucking face! Staring at you straight in the eyes,,,,Laughing. Everything that i have done seems to not make sense anymore, All that i have done just seems to hit different now, All my sacrifices and all that time i wasted,,,,trying to get you a life i only wished for myself. I thought i was doing the right thing for my children, I thought i was making you proud. I did so much so you would never get to face the humiliation, disrespect, underrating, hunger, lack and failure i felt all my life. All this i did with my life was for you, For you! And yet you want nothing to do with me, why son? *Sobs* I lost everything and everyone including my Sylvia, My beautiful Sylvia just so you can never taste life the way i did. I regret nothing, Nothing because i am not like Abraham....I am better, stronger, richer.....I own what he only fantasized on, I have gone to places his feet has never dreamt to reach, I have met people -Influential people.....People Abraham could never get to meet even if God gave him a second life to try again.....I am Someone and he is No one! A freaking Nobody! *Louder sobs* This is all your fault Abraham, All your fault, If only you were not so damn broke, Maybe if you spent more time with your family i could've understood how too, All those time you treated me like shit now i am here being who you could never be even with a second! third forth! fifth! sixth! TENTH life trial, You bastard. Damn you Abraham, Damn you!!!.