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Her Awaited Freedom

Charlotte S3T

Glueing her eyes shut, she could only hope for the best. After months of forming a
plan and being stuck in the place, it was now time for her to put her plan into action.
This was her one chance. Freedom was waiting for her out those doors, all she had to
do was exit unnoticed by the guards that were assigned to constantly guard the place.

All she wanted was to be free. Being punished for a crime she had not done had

drained the life out of her, and despite her pleas, her efforts were never heard and
acknowledged. The guards refused to spare her the time of day, the court found her
guilty with circumstantial evidence. Since she had no alibi, the blame was placed on
her and to this day, she had been stuck, rotting in this suffocating purgatory of a
place.

“The time has finally come… The wait has ended,” she told herself, the ghost of a
faint smile smeared across her usually solemn face.

Now that she had escaped from her torture chamber, she had a thirty second window
to pass the hallways. Even if the cameras caught her running through the prison halls
like a madman, it would be useless. By then, the girl would have escaped and been on
the way to salvation.

A fire burned bright in her, fueling her ceaseless desire to escape. Being trapped when
she too was a victim had started all of this. Now that she had successfully managed to
sneakily make her way through the hallways without being spotted, no one would
suspect she had gone missing and vanished into thin air, the guards would do their
routine check to see her sleeping peacefully on what was supposed to be a mattress for
the prisoners to sleep on.

Relieved she was no longer in the suffocating, disorienting, hollow cube of concrete
she had been stuck in the past few years, she had to give this her all. Or else, she
would be tortured senseless. To the point she would gradually forget her own name,
and everything else. A large door made of iron bars loomed over her, taunting her.

“I won’t be able to scale the wall,” she realised, not taking into consideration the other

obstacles she would have to face before freedom would knock on her doorstep.

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