riuskb-50331734 @riuskb-50331734
The last thing I want to do is be stuck in this tiny, suffocating prison cell. I've spent years dreaming of freedom and the chance to make my own choices. Being trapped here feels like torture. My name is Elara and I'm 28 years old. I don't know how much longer I can keep going without losing myself completely. The darkness closes in around me every night as I lay on my narrow bed, listening to the sounds of laughter and joy from the outside world that I can never be a part of.
I've tried to stay sane by talking to the guards when they come for their daily rounds, trying to reason with them, hoping they might understand what it's like to be trapped inside this place. But they just look at me with cold, unfeeling eyes and tell me that I'll get out eventually if I behave myself.
I've been here for five years now, and the only thing I've gained is a deep-seated hatred of the world outside these walls. The guards come in with their clipboards every day, demanding that I sign my name on the dotted line, promising me that one day I'll be free again. But I know it's just a lie. They're all liars. And I'm stuck here, waiting for something that will never happen.
I wish they would take away this uniform and put some real clothes on me instead of these dreadful grey rags. Is there anyone out there who can hear me?
