Devil's Path (Part 1 Chapter 2, page 1 of 13)


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Knock, knock. The sound goes through my head leaving a fresh taste on the lips. Every person is born to be free! All have the same rights! It's a free country! All this is a lie, by which we are fed. Although, for many people who have never been in San Till perhaps these slogans and are true. But I'm sure even they are not free. We are hostages of San Till, but we have the free soul. But other people, they are hostages of their own prison, which is called life.

Generally, when you have to spend a lot of time alone with yourself, you begin to understand many things. You start to analyze everything that happened. And it turns into a poison that slowly poisons you. And this red-haired girl, she is as if my antidote. I do not know how to explain it.

"I'm here, I can hear you," I say under my breath, knowing well that she can not hear me.

I look at the wall. It is so awful to realize that we are shared by some wall. It would seem that the creation of great people who have created a civilization created a social system, were able to come up with airplanes, there were even on the moon, but when you're alone, every wall can break you. Or not?

I do a few laps in my cell, and then sit down on the bed and start to look at the wall in front of me. I've never read the books and was not a fan of reading in general. I had no time. Petty theft of food, the constant search for a place to sleep, all this took away from me all the time of my life.

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