He stairs at the wall that has taunted him way too much in his life. You see he lives in this room, with this horrible pink wall surrounding him. The dirt stained appearance taunts him, forcing him to want to escape from it. He can't though, that is where he is and he has no choice but to stay. He has been trapped in this room for as long as he remembers. James was kidnapped when he was just five, he is now twelve. He knows nothing about his captors, except that they want him to stay alive. His mental capacity is that of a five year old, but he has learned to adapt a bit in other capacities. He wants to escape, and one day he will. He looks at the wall, it is his motivation. James hears a sound coming from the hallway, its time to eat he thinks. When the loud metal door opens he makes a run for it, and the man with the tray catches him and holds him forcefully. The guard pushes him onto the floor and slams the door shut. Click. The deadbolt is once again locked. James lays there on the floor, staring at the taunting wall, knowing defeat.
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