7 Alone and Hope

I kept holding on to the thought that there had to be more. Something will going to happen. Something had to happen. I'm just not ready yet. My time will come. Soon. I quit staring into the darkness and got up again. I drank some water at the sink and wondered what I should do then. Finally I ended up sitting on the ground with the notepad on my lap drawing some redom shit. After that I colored it in, rolled my eyes at it because I didn't liked it and put it down. Holding my head with my arms supported by my knees I closed my eyes. What should I do? What was I supposed to do?

I sighed and suddenly heard a noise. "Hello? Is there someone?"... "Hello! Please help me!", I screamed and stood up. I looked between the metal rods and searched for movement. I waited for an answer but there was nothing. It was in vain. I called again but it was hopeless. Noone will help me. I was alone.

I sat down to my notepad again but I didn't know what to draw, so I wrote a shitty poem about loneliness. I sighed. I couldn't really write about something else. I had nothing. No hope left. After a while I crawled back in my bed because I didn't know what else to do in this cell. It was 8 pm anyway. I hot early to sleep. I hoped I could sleep but I still was so hungry. Hopefully I will get something to eat tomorrow. It took a while till I fell asleep. I thought of my parents and how I missed them. Hopefully I will get out of here soon. Maybe this is all a dream. A nightmare. I will wake up soon.

The next day I woke up at 7 am. I was awake for two hours at midnight and at 4 am for an hour again. I was so hungry I couldn't sleep. I rolled around in my bed trying to find a comfortable position but it didn't help much. Luckily I spotted that something was laying next to the cell door when I got up. I ran to it excited what it could be and saw it was clothes and breakfast. Quickly I sat on the ground and grapped the plate with a bread, ham and cheese. There also was a mug with fruit tea which was still warm. Happily I enjoyed the food and the drink.

I saw that besides the breakfast there was a purple shirt, a black jeans, some underwear, black socks and a black and purple vest. The shirt had a Mania wave on it and I loved it. After eating I put the new clothes on and put my other ones on the top of the clothes from the past days. There still was my FOB T-shirt with the blue dream catcher from the first day too.

I got my notepad and wanted to look at my scratches from yesterday but they were gone as usual. I wasn't surprised anymore. I didn't really care anymore but I still wondered what they did with it. Maybe they analyed it and hanged it on some wall. Trying to read anything in it. How I was, what I was like, how I was doing and what I was up to. I wondered what they were up to too.