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Chasing Liberty Chapter 1
I find myself once again sitting in the familiar white leather recliner chair. This place was terrible. The smell of bleach always burnt my nose, it was so sterile. Almost as if they were trying to hide the blood shed they had caused. It freighted me, what did they do in here that required the place to be cleaned so thoroughly, the smell of bleach was consuming. I could only imagine the un-imaginable things they were doing to some of the people here on their visits. I had learnt very early on the only way to survive here is to stay out of trouble and lie.My parents had left me with all their bad memories, it haunted me. I used to think they passed it on so I could one day make a difference. But over time I realized they passed it on, because they were angry that I didn’t have to live with the same pain and suffering they had to. I could feel the sensation of a flash back pushing itself to the surface. I closed my eyes and braced myself for the torment sure to follow. The atmosphere w
Chasing Liberty Chapter 2
I stare up at the leaking ceiling, watching snowflakes drift down from the rafters. My bedroom was in the attic. It was dark and cold, but I liked it. It was hidden away, sometimes it almost felt like a world away. I know it was meant as a sort of punishment being up here. They wanted me to feel left out, unwanted. It did hurt once, but after enough time has passed of feeling unwanted. You find that you get numb to it. It becomes the normal and you realize you just are unaffected by the abuse anymore. But this wasn’t the time to think about that. This was the time to make a plan. A plan to make a better life in a world of hell. I refuse to be a useless bystander in the face of pure injustice any longer. If I wanted change I had to make that change for myself first. I couldn’t rally people together to find out I couldn’t do this.Firstly, I needed to get out this house, my parents would take any opportunity to destroy anything I created. They wouldn’t be able to bare seeing me doing be
Chasing Liberty Chapter 3
My body ached, I was exhausted. I hadn’t slept for more than 3 hours each night for the past week. I had been slaving away at the little farm house. Today marked the day I had finally finished cleaning up the house inside and out. It was a huge achievement, but in the grand scheme of things it felt like nothing. The house was clean, but it was empty. Apart from the wood stove, a kitchen bench, a toilet and a bath. It was nowhere near a home yet, and the thought of trying to get those things on a wage where I could hardly afford food was nauseating. But if nothing else I had a dry and safe place to call my own. Even if I achieved nothing else by this at least I could get away from my parents. I still needed to try and find a bed, cooking utensils and kitchen equipment. Until I could find those I was stuck. I couldn’t live here without the means to feed myself. I dragged my feet along the dirt path towards the family home. At this point I was pretty sure I would have been happy to slee
Chasing Liberty Chapter 4
So far, my search for a match maker had been extremely un fruitful. I haven’t found a thing, whoever was hiding them was doing a good job. I had to admit; it had crossed my mind that that lady may have been insane. Maybe they didn’t exist, I had to look within the city. If word got out, I was looking in town I would be turned in before I could blink. I had one lead left to follow up today. After that I had exhausted all the leads I had thought of. I look a sharp turn, down a small and gloomy ally way. Right on the edge of the city, near a small port was a tiny little wooden shack. This part of the city looked abandoned, before my search I had no idea how many parts of the city had just been forgotten. The bustling centre looked like a fairy tale. Which boggled my mind a little, why were the outskirts of the city so derelict. It didn’t make much sense, was it to help hide the dodgy dealings of the city? Or was the city not doing as well as it made out? Or were these parts just no longe
Chasing Liberty Chapter 5
People dashed past me in a hurry, as they scurried through the narrow streets and stalls. The markets, unfortunately were not what one would think off when they thought of the word market. It was nothing more than a glorified waste site. The stalls, were all filled with rotten, decaying food. This was where the poorest of my people were expected to buy their food. It was disgusting. Fortunately for me, my job paid enough that I could avoid the worse from the markets. Many did not have that kind of luxury. Many were just happy if they managed to afford any kind of food, regardless if it was rotten. I was on the lookout for the cheapest and worst food I could find here. I needed foods with seeds, I had been saving up so I could get a decent variety of items. To begin my growing experiment. I needed to find out if it was possible for me to grow my own food. Growing food would open up a lot of possibilities. I rolled my eyes at the sight of all the guards, how dare we steal spoiled food.
Chasing Liberty Chapter 6
Several months had passed since the forest incident, life had just kind of slowed since then. It felt amazing but also put me on edge. On one hand, living alone, going to work then just plodding along with my garden was nice. My life felt stable and simple. My little safe haven felt a world away from realty. However how quiet everything was after the bomb shell I discovered. Was extremely concerning. I looked for a month for any signs of the gifted children. I found nothing, no signs of any movement or life in any of the areas I flagged. It had begun to send me a little mad before I took a break from it all. I couldn’t help but feel I dreamt the whole thing. I searched through everything I could find and turned up nothing. I got no visions there. There was not the slightest inkling of proof of any of the things I thought I heard. So, I had taken a step back.I had harvested my first crop and had plenty of fresh food for a few weeks. I had made jars and jars of tomato sauces, stored a
Chasing Liberty Chapter 7
We had been walking for a good day, I wanted to turn back. However, I could not leave this child to fend for herself. I know I said the forest wasn’t scary. But this far out in the middle of the dark woods freaked me out a little. This was unknown territory, way out of my comfort zone. The girl however looked completely unnerved. She had been skipping through, like we were on our way to a Picnic. She asked several times if I knew where I was. I did not, I had no clue where we were going. But I took comfort in knowing it can’t be worse than back home surely. I noticed her attention being drawn to the tree tops. “Anything I should be worried about” I ask a little concerned. She shakes her head and points at this tunnel, that I assume leads to the other side of the mountain.My jaw about dropped to the floor, when I saw what was on the other side of that mountain. A village, in the tree tops. A village of tree houses. The kind of thing fairy tales are based on. I could not believe it. Th
Chasing Liberty Chapter 8
There I was once again in a dark room, listening to the fight going on outside. I cover my ears, willing myself to close it out. To be anywhere but here again. It had been a few years since I had been locked in my own mind. Everywhere I turned was a new memory, a new trauma. I remember as a child, everyone would talk about hell. How it’s a place bad people where sent. A place far away from earth, a place you could only be sent to by god. But as I grew, I came to learn, hell wasn’t a mythical place. Hell was right here, it lived among us. It lived right under our noses, it lived in the darkest places of the human mind. The places we wanted to pretend didn’t exist. Hell was man made.We want to believe evil is achieved by an outside source. Because we don’t want to admit the darkness that hides within people. Because if it lives within one, it can live within another, and if within another, it can live within you. If darkness can hide so easily within us, how do we know who is evil and
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