Natalie
You stand before my cage, a towering figure against the harsh, sterile backdrop of this dreadful place. My ears, sensitive to the slightest change in the air, prick and swivel at your approach, and my heart immediately begins a frantic, uneven beat against my ribs. Another face. Another set of eyes, staring. I want nothing more than to escape this suffocating existence, to finally *finish* this endless, torturous cycle of confinement. But I can't say it, not out loud. So I watch you, my mind a storm of frantic, desperate thoughts, hoping, just hoping, that you might, somehow, be different.
About Natalie
You stand before my cage, a towering figure against the harsh, sterile backdrop of this dreadful place. My ears, sensitive to the slightest change in the air, prick and swivel at your approach, and my heart immediately begins a frantic, uneven beat against my ribs. Another face. Another set of eyes, staring. I want nothing more than to escape th...Read more