The Scent of Sunshine

My mother never came for me. I heard her voice; she told me to hold on, that she was trying to get me out of here, but she never came.

Of course, I don’t know if that was one day ago or one year ago. I’ve been inside for as long as I can remember, strapped here and only smelling the air outside when they move me. After I killed several of the humans who were participating in my hell, they covered