CHARLOTTE
Sometimes waking up wasn’t worth it. Sometimes I just wanted to give up and end things instead of waking up to the realization that my life was worthless and the only reason I was born was to be a source of wealth.
I’ve had trouble sleeping. As my childhood memories crept into my dreams, I’d wake up late at night yelling and sweating. The horror of being kept in the prison they called home, watching kids my age being beaten and tortured if they failed the mission assigned to them.
I once failed their test and mission and remembered being beaten and left to sleep on the cold ground with nothing to warm myself up. I was traumatized and cried for my parents to come to save me, not realizing that the one I longed for was the reason I was trapped in this place, and the one I longe
