A ball knocked against the window aloud, making me jump out of the bed.
I was in a bleary room. There were only one bed, one desk, and locked window without curtain on it. It seemed like forever to be here. However, I had never felt so bored but today, I started wondering again since that boy came by the window and asked me to join them playing outside.
He wore dirty clothes, no shoes, and had a serious bruise on his face. Entirely sloppy.
“Hey, there! Aren’t you bored to be there all days, months, and years?” he asked, “I am Owen. We are playing and you can join us!”
I checked on the window. There was no any crack on it whereas the ball knocked it aloud, pretty sure of it.
Seeing me not paying attention, he looked to where I focused on.
“Don’t worry! Nothing’s broken. Are you coming?”
“No, I can’t -”
Suddenly, the door was opened. My father came in with the food tray. “Whom are you talking to, sweety?”
I was sure he would be furious if I told him so. “No one.”
He smiled and arranged my food on the desk. “Here is your lunch.”
“Dad, why don’t you allow me to play outside like any other normal girl around my age?”
He came close and sat on my bed, looked upset. “Sweety, you can’t go outside. Everyone out there is evil and we want to keep you safe. Can you promise me not to come out from your room?”
To be honest, I was disappointed but for my own good, I said yes. He had done a lot to me.
In the middle of the night, I was woken up and found Owen was sitting on my desk.
“W-w-what are you doing here? How could you come in?” I sat and covered up myself.
He smiled. “Don’t you see it? You shouldn’t be here. Something is waiting for you outside.”
“What’s waiting for me?”
“Your freedom.” He convinced me, “You can come with me and find your freedom or you can stay here for the rest of your life.”
My father saying was hit me. “I should stay. Everyone out there is evil. My father keeps me here for my own good.”
“For your own good? To keep you safe?” He laughed and mocked me. “I tell you what, your father is the evil one!”
“Don’t you dare!”
“If you don’t believe me, then fine. But at least, you should try to come out to see the truth.”
Then he disappeared, making me scared even more. I just realised that he looked cleaner than I saw him before. Was he a ghost in my house? I had no answer. But in the back of my mind, curiosity had eaten me and I wanted to make it sure.
I opened the door only to see no one was out there. I could see the dinner table, TV, and couch just like the way I remembered. It seemed like forever not to see my house except for my room. Then, I found my portrait with flowers and incense on the table near the living room.
Came closer, the truth hit me hard. I cried out loud and run into my room only to found him again. “So?”
“Why?” I sobbed. “How?”
“Your father is holding you back here, he is not ready for your left. To find your peace, talk to him.”
As the day before, my father came in with the food tray. My favourite foods were there: chicken and pasta. He gave me smile and started arranging it on the desk. “How was your day, sweety?”
“I want my peace. Let me free!” I said.
He turned around. Shocked was pictured on his face.
“Please, daddy. I beg you.” This time I gave him my puppy smile.
He cried and shook his head repeatedly. “You tried to burst outside, didn’t you?”
“Then, I can’t hold you anymore. The spell’s broken. I’m sorry, sweety, I couldn’t let you go. But after all this time, your mother and brother confronted me then I found my sanity. I’m so sorry. Forgive me. Now, you can rest in peace.”
Even though I was upset to leave my house but I had to. My freedom was waiting for me.
I had to left them behind and found my own peace.
I smiled at him before running outside and breathed my peace.
This is my first writing. I take any suggestion and ask for your help to point out any grammatical errors. Thank you! (: