E is for Escape

Hello!  Welcome back!  I hope you are ready for the next blog post in the A to Z Blogging Challenge.  If you missed the last blog post, definitely go read that one.  Click here, or you will be very confused in reading today’s installment.

For this story, I am participating in the A to Z Blogging Challenge.  I felt that this was a really good opportunity for me to not only express my creativity, but challenge myself to building a very long story that could be cut up into multiple parts.  And for it all to make sense!  So if you want to follow along with other blog posts in the challenge, check the hashtag #AtoZchallenge to follow along.

This story would be categorized as Dark.  Thank you so much and I will see you tomorrow for the next installment.  Enjoy!

E is for Escape

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The day went without a hitch.  But when it was time for lights out, Aspen still couldn’t figure out if she was going to survive.  All she wanted was to get out and go back to her normal life.  She laid on the bunk, praying that something will happen to change her life for the better.

A month had passed and Aspen went through the same routine everyday.  Wake up, breakfast, work, lunch, class, free time, dinner, counseling, sleep.  Everyday.  Nothing was different, the routine was always the same.

Aspen was laying on her bunk during free time when an alarm sounded.  It was loud and resounding throughout the entire detention facility.  She jumped up to see the door from the common area open and some of her jail mates running through the door.  Was this an opportunity for her to escape?

She bolted toward the door and kept with the group of girls.  She knew that this was going to be her only opportunity to get out.  The girls sprinted through the hallways, turning down every hallway hoping to find an exit.  4 girls ended up running down a different hallway, hoping to get out faster than the big group.  The group had run for a while when there was a scream from behind them.  Aspen looked behind her to see some of the officers sprinting to catch up.  “Stop!  That’s an order!”

As they neared a T in the hallway Aspen had to decide if she was going to go with everyone or go alone.  She decided to go her own way just in case she could find a way out faster.  She turned left when everyone turned right and found a small closet to hide in.  Her heart pounded as she watched through the slightly cracked door for the officers.

Two officers walked down the hallway and made their way toward the closet.  Aspen quickly hid in the maintenance trash can.  She covered the trashcan and prayed that the officers wouldn’t look there.  She heard the door open and the two officers spoke to each other.  But then they closed the door and left her alone.

She quickly got herself out of the trashcan and slowly opened the door.  There were no officers in sight and Aspen quietly crept out of the closet.  She made her way toward another hallway and peeked around the corner.  Another two officers were walking away from her.  She bolted across the hallway and hid in the next closet she found.

Aspen continued to do this through all the hallways.  She kept turning down hallways until she finally found a door that led to the outside.  She pushed through it and felt the fresh air.  It was great.

But she bolted.  She ran toward the fence and started to climb.  The voices of the officer’s echoed behind her but she didn’t care.  A bullet whizzed by her but she kept climbing.  She made it all the way to the barbed wire fence and carefully made her way through it before jumping to the ground.  Another bullet whizzed by her as she bolted into the forest that surrounded the prison.

She kept running.  She ran until she couldn’t run any further.  Her breath was heavy and her chest moved up and down faster than she thought it could.  Aspen collapsed to the ground and started to relax.  She couldn’t believe she had actually escaped.  She had actually made it out of the prison.

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4 thoughts on “E is for Escape

  1. I’m glad she made it out, but I have a feeling things aren’t going to get better for her quickly
    Debbie

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