I had my breakfast with a stranger. She locked me in my room and left for her work. Days passed, weeks passed and we never uttered a word to each other.

One fine day she did not lock me in my room nor beat me ."I hope you have learned your lesson dear" she said before leaving."Yes, I have learned, mother. A lesson to escape from here, from this hell. I carried on with my daily activities cause I knew she was watching me. She is not physically present but her eyes are all over this mansion and I need to figure out how to escape those eyes. I behaved as her ideal daughter and she behaved as my sweet mom. But my love and trust for her was gone the day she raised her hands upon me. I could not believe her words. I slowly started noticing the small square shaped with a red dot blinking thing. I was curious as it was always there. Maybe these are her eyes. I rushed to the library to read about technology. It extinguished years ago and I can't believe that I am seeing a device for the first time. I realised these books are not true. They were all false.

A part of me wanted to believe that the green Earth once existed but I was sure the history I knew was false. I studied in the library for an hour to keep up my act. But I can't escape these eyes. The time is now 4 pm and I finished my art. I went to the store room where I stored my paintings. I was soon taken aback after staring at all of my paintings. They were all the same.

The paintings did not differ from each other which made me believe that what I saw was not the truth. How could everything be positioned the same, every day? I got a hammer and rushed to the window. I knew that woman was watching and I must be quick. I swung the hammer onto the glass window and climbed onto the window. I sat myself and extended my hands but to my shock, I touched a plane screen. A technology back then. I broke the screen with my hammer and it went pitch black. Everything I believed for all these years was false.

The dark reality I saw every day did not exist. I got down from the window and my legs were bleeding due to shattered glass pieces but I did not care. I ran upstairs and slammed my hammer against the lock. But it did not budge, with all my strength I tried once again and succeeded. I ran outside, the view on the terrace astonished me, the sun was setting and the sky had a tint of orange with a few stars visible and the clouds moving. It was the most beautiful thing I had ever seen, the sunset. The poems I read about it, the pictures I saw about it. But I couldn't paint it as I have never witnessed it. Cool Breeze blew sweeping my hair away from my face. I took a deep breath of fresh air. I never felt this refreshed. Nature is truly beautiful. My eyes were filled with tears of happiness. The fresh air, the sun, the warm tone of the sky some fainted stars and a pale white moon, it felt as if I was dreaming, a dream which I never want to end, a dream so beautiful but this is my world.

"Olivia" I heard my mom screaming from downstairs but I couldn't care less I was immersed in the sight in front of me.

I couldn't care less of the punishment, I would face. She was screaming and was pacing fast upstairs. I took in one last breath of fresh air as she ran towards me and slapped me as I fell. Tears streamed down my cheeks as she grabbed me by my hair and dragged me downstairs. I was angry "Who are you woman" ."How dare you deprive me of these beautiful things"."Are you even my real mother". I screamed at her as anger grew on her face.

"How dare you". She screamed,
"How dare you to go outside when you were not supposed to".
"How dare you question me when you made this mistake".
"you should be begging on your knees for my forgiveness"." you dare question me, your mother". She screamed at me as I scoffed.

"Don't you even realise what you have done to me for three long years".
"You lied about everything".
"my world was filled with lies and yet you want me to beg for forgiveness".
"You deprived me of my happiness, my freedom, my fresh air and you scream at me".

"Why are you making me the bad guy"." if you want me to be the bad guy so bad, Fine! I would be the bad guy. She said as she swung the hammer across my head knocking me down. Shameless brat, ungrateful she uttered viciously as I passed out.