By: Laura K.
Olivia sucks in breath, screams again. She grips the bars desperately, willing the door to open.
Nobody will come; she knows that in her heart. But she has to try.
They can’t just leave her here forever. Can they?
Why is she being held here? When did she last eat? Her memories are all jumbled.
Nobody comes, of course. She’s out of breath from the screaming.
She thuds her head against the bars, dejected. Tears stream down her face. It’s useless.
A sudden wedge of light. The door opens.
It’s Mommy! Hi Mommy! Up please! Life is wonderful!