Ebony looks out the and sees a world dead still. She should be happy but instead o smiling she sobs out the stifled cry. The world seems dead to her, and it is like saying that she be made into a dead person one day. Ebony looks at her book shelf and sees no books - it's as though she were never learn to read let alone learn. She looks at the clock brought without batteries and hung without batteries - it is as though she is not supposed to know the time.
"I'm stuck in a mad house!" she gasps before she moves out to the dinner table.
On the plate is meat and nothing else, and Ebony knows it is because she is going to be dead meat one day. However as she cuts the steak she sees blood dribble out - this is because she is going to be murdered.
Ebony pushes the plate away and she walks down the hall - she looks at the pictures; every smiling face is of everyone in the family, but all of her pictures are missing - it is as though she is not meant to exist.
Ebony begins to grow tears in her eyes, however the front door opens and she sees her sister Ruby come in with her new boyfriend. Ebony takes a glance and feels a dark light crawl over her; some day they are going to attempt to bring her death.
Ebony walks back to her room already feeling like a ghost. She looks at the water by her bedside table and she glares. It looks clean but each glass has some invisible drug inside, it is her parents telling her to drink to her own death.
Ebony stares at her own reflection. Above her head she reads 666... she looks behind her and see a wall plaque her parents brought for her before she was born. It is as though they already knew what she was going to be facing, and what they had planned. A dark and deadly fate brought on by every instinct anyone could feel.
Ebony finally begins to cry. She can't help but notice she is already losing her life, she is just slow to realise it. She keeps hoping that the world might turn and end up well, but she knows it never will. Every struggle she has faced and will face is because she has numbers over her head and the world wishes to prove it.
"I can't ever win;" she says as she glares at herself. "I'm already losing and I'm not even moving;"
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