Trapped

Trapped

Fandom: Original

Description: A girl feels trapped

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I walked down the street lethargically, an air of pessimism followed my course, for no apparent reason. A few tears silently trickled down my cheeks but I quickly wiped them away, what would people think of a crazy woman crying for no reason as she walked down the street? But its not like they would even notice.

I continued to where I was heading, the streets started getting fuller as more people came out in the early morning on there way to work, I shuffled past a few businessmen who didn’t even give me a second glance. I carefully avoided all human contact with those who were too concerned with there own lives to pay any attention to a slow moving person. My heart sank thinking over this thought, not even one soul noticed me walking in the streets. I could probably do just about anything now without so much as a glance in my direction.

I approached the stairs of the subway, it was the best mode of transportation for the large city. People ran past me ignoring everything almost as if I didn’t even exists, the wind rushed through my hair as they pasted me not even touching any molecule that was near me. I slowly came to a stop on the docking station and waited for my train to arrive, there was no way I could miss it.

I glanced down the track to see the headlights approaching of the on coming train. I took one last sigh and just as the train ran through the station, not even slowing I let go and glided through the air impacting with the large train.

I could feel every bone in my body snap, I could feel my muscles contorting in the utmost pain. I could feel every burst, every break and every burn on my whole body screaming out in agony. The train passed but the pain did not.

I stood slowly and glanced around the station, every one busily rush about their normal routines not even sparing a second look my way, warm blood fell down the side of my face. Fresh tears streamed down my face which hurt more then any damage that the train could inflict. Not one person payed my any attention and they never will.

I closed my eyes, and there he stood. A tall dark figure erect on the tracks his face hidden in the shadows but I could feel his eyes burning into my soul. Only myself and he knew why I did what I did. Tears continued to fall,as I opened my eyes and my apartment was now in front of me though the pain was still there, it builds up every time. I sighed and continued my way.

I walked down the street lethargically, an air of pessimism followed my course, for no apparent reason.