Chapter One - Orphanage? (Edited)

- "Everyone get up, it's time to get cleaned up."

Hey, that's not my mother, what the hell? I sleep alone, what's a girl doing in my bed?

No, that's not my bed, it smells funny, and there are other beds with other girls next to it.

Oh well, it's a dream I guess I'll have fun, let's see what happens let's follow everyone.

A lady is supervising that all the girls and boys get washed, I guess it's time to move, I must admit it's a very vivid dream, the faces are so visible, and I even feel cold, I'm the same size as the rest of these kids.

- "Elizabeth, come wash up, where do you think you're going?"

Hmmm, I think she is talking to someone. Well, I don't care.

As I turned around, I felt a strong squeeze on my shoulder and the woman's cold voice.

- "Stop being disobedient, if you don't want to be punished again!"

- "Oh, so you were talking to me, I thought it was someone else."

I tried to let go, and she only squeezed me harder, so I tried to slap her. Bad idea...

She let go of my shoulder and I felt a huge pain in my cheek, she had slapped me. Even for a dream, it's fucking painful!

Wait, dreams aren't supposed to hurt!

While I was trying to digest the experience of this moment, the woman dragged me into a far room, threw me into it, and closed it. Not before telling me that I must learn obedience and respect.

Very well, this dream is ugly, boring, and painful.

I tried to stop breathing as I had heard that it made me wake up, I even tortured my already swollen cheek even more, I hit my head against the wall and all I got was a sore forehead.

Unwilling to accept this as a reality, I closed my eyes hoping that when I opened them again I would see my sweet and familiar ceiling or hear my mother's complaints for sleeping so much.

Unfortunately, life decided not to fulfill my expectations...

I was rudely awakened by the same woman who slapped me.

- "Get up and go wash the dishes, make sure you do it right if you don't want to miss dinner."

My cheek hurt, my head hurt, and when she mentioned food I realized how hungry I was.

I followed her and saw that it was the kitchen smelled like soup, as I looked at the dishes I gasped... There were so many dishes.

As I did, so I heard the woman and her companion complaining about the children. Once I was done, they gave me a measly little bowl of soup with some vegetables and lots of water. I was then sent to the room from which I had left in the morning to sleep.

Upon entering that room I observed it in more detail, six beds, each bed with two girls, the same strange smell I noticed in the morning.

I found the bed where I guess I was in the morning, the rest of the girls were already asleep, I lay down with much discomfort, looking at the ceiling, meditating, this seems to be some orphanage, these hands are very skinny, they called me Elizabeth.

I do not know where I am, how I got here, what happened to my body, or my parents, I was on the first shift at work they will realize that something happened to me.

Fuck I had plans, I bought livestock, I had travel plans, and a lot of thoughts turned into an avalanche of regrets and tears, I don't know when I fell asleep.