Chapter Twenty Five: The Shackles

The child stared at the door for what felt like an eternity. There were so many things that were running through its mind as well as emotions that float throughout its body. It was disappointed in its father and yet continued to want his approval. It had tried to convince its father that things could be different but Shawn would hear none of it.

They're perhaps there were some truth within his words.Perhaps, change should happen within before change can happen externally. If this prison, was that of the childs own mind, then the only way to break free from its shackles, was to find a way to better itself. Though this was easier said than done.

" I used to be so different. I used to believe that there was a different way to handle things. Is a different way to make the world better. But I fought so hard and this is what the world has turned me into. It is made me into a monster. A monster that perhaps could change the world but would lose everything within it. And that can't possibly be the change that is needed. And yet it seems like it must be the only solution"

The Child continued to stare into the door, awaiting some kind of sign or some event to happen that would spark this change and yet everything remained silent. " I need guidance but I do not know where I can receive it" The child covered their eyes and began to weep. This was the first time they had weeped since they had first been imprisoned. It hurt to cry as hard as they did and yet, they could not bring themselves to stop the tears.

" What is wrong with me" The child cried, pleading for some kind of answer. Any answer would do justice to soothe this troubled mind and yet they still recieved nothing. " I am alone because I choose to be. Because it is the only way I can ensure that nothing goes wrong" The child thought to themselves. " Perhaps that is what father meant.." The childs tears finally ceased and they looked up the ceiling.

" I am alone because it is what is the most safe. I have abandoned my friends, I have forsaken love, I have lost so much because I chose this. I chose to be here. I chose this life" The child looked back to the door but it still remained closed.

" What do you want from me " The child screamed and began punching the wall, repeating the question over and over again.

" I do not have the answers you seek. I am not built for that. I never was and never will be. I am simply a place holder. I am someone that existed so that the next could learn from me" The child began crying again as their knuckles became bruised and bloodied.

" I am a monster..but I do not belong here" It was at this moment the door finally opened and the child stood in complete shock. The sound of small footsteps could be heard,- scurrying away as the Child exited their cell. " What in the world.." The child thought to themselves as they looked around but saw Noone.

" It is time to return home" The child smiled and with the snap of their fingers, vanished from their prison.