Elios Silive

I hear sirens it brings flashes of red and orange which bring me shock and joy. Color, I saw color other than grey maybe. I slam my fist against the steel wall of my mind and nothing. No color appears the siren's blur out into silence. I slide to the floor my back against the wall. My hands cover my face as I let out a angry yell. It echos but nothing happens. 

I stay in my position for what seems hours but time is a fickle thing in here you just never really know. Again I hear a new set of sirens, and again I see the colors red and orange but this time it's different the grey shape i'm in changes color and textures as it turns itself into a bedroom. Glow stars are on the ceiling the walk looked dark blue during the night but in my head I knew it was baby blue. Wait why do I know that confusion swamps my head. 

A small bed it in the middle of the room the comforter also portrays a starry night and under it is a small body. Blond hair pokes out from the top of the comforter. I suck in a breath and take a step closer to the image and reach out to touch the boy who is me, but by hand hits a wall and I jump forgetting I am still in this prison of mine. Now the scene changes a crash sounds and the boy sits up in his bed. Slowly sliding out of bed slowly and carefully making his way to his bedroom door. Just as he reaches for the door knob a bang echos through the night followed by a female scream. 

The boy cracks the door open and steps into the yellow hallway which looks a ugly shade of yellow in the night. He creeps to his parents bedroom door which is swung open. No, don't go in. stop, don't. The boy steps in and sees a shadow then a flash of silver followed by a gurgling scream and a thud. Damn it stop, just stop… The boy takes a step back and the floor squeaks the shadow spins to face the sound and stops when he sees the boy then takes swift steps towards him. No, no, no I smash my fist into the wall again and again as the sphere shows the man who has now in front of the boy. He lifts his arm which show he is also lifting a knife the boy tries to run but his body is frozen. His eyes shift from the man to his parents room connecting the dots. 

A moon ray shines in the room and he sees something red leaking onto the white carpet he lifts his eyes till he sees the hand on the floor and that's when he screams. The shadow brings down his fist swiftly on the boys head. The boy hears a crack and then is falling. His eyes trail to the man who hit him with the shaft of the knife. He hits the floor the shadow walks past, “Sorry,” it says and then disappeared. The boys eyes close and then everything goes black. 

I am on the ground or what seems to be the ground in this prison tears fall down my face as I relive what I had just seen not wanting to accept it. That they were gone and i was alone. In this prison somewhere between hell and heaven but not quite one or the other. I cry for my naiveness and ignorance. I cry for my parents and after that I cry for myself the grey surrounding me yet again.