“Mom, Dad,” I whispered while shaking them.
“Wake up.”
“What’s wrong Simon?” my mom grumbled.
“Everything is amazing but you have to wake up. We must go now!”
“Go where?” asked my dad, finally waking up. “Where would we go at this hour?”
“Above the ground. You won’t believe how amazing it is up there and I can explain
more later but you have to trust me and go with me now and wait, what are you doing?”
My dad had gotten up and now he shoved me to the ground and he and my mom ran out and locked my door.
“It’s for your own good,” said my mom.
“You’re delusional,” added my dad.
"It’s not possible to go above ground,” stated my mom.
“No wait! It is! You have to trust me!” I pleaded, but it was no use.
“It’ll be better tomorrow,” my mom whispered, and with that, they left.
I banged on the door and I beseeched them to let me out, to please believe me, trust me, but it was no use. To keep myself from breaking down, I searched for a way out. There were no windows, so the only way out was to break the wooden door. I rammed my shoulder against it over and over, switching to my left shoulder when my right one went numb. I kicked at it until a crack appeared. I was so close. I could hear footsteps coming though so with one last desperate kick, I broke the door and started to run. My dad tried to tackle me again but this time I was ready. I moved out of the way and he fell to the ground. I started to run again and I was nearly out when my mom stepped in front of the door.
“Stop this Simon,” she begged. “Don’t do this to us!”
“I’m so sorry mom. Goodbye,” I whispered, and shoved her out of the way.
I fumbled with the doorknob and threw the door open. I sprinted as fast as I could, putting all my frustration, sadness, and fear into getting closer to escaping. I saw Sierra at the tunnel waiting for me, though I must’ve taken way longer than she thought I would. She voiced no questions about why my family wasn’t with me, she just got ready to push the rock closed behind us. I was nearly there when I heard a voice behind me.
“Simon?” I turned and saw Joanna, her blue eyes filled with confusion and concern. “Simon, where are you going?”
“I’m sorry we couldn’t work out Joanna, you’re a really nice girl, but I can’t live here
anymore. Goodbye.”
And with that last farewell, I ran into the tunnel and Sierra closed it off. We both tore through the tunnel and it wasn’t until we got to the surface that I finally let the tears fall.
I couldn’t live in lies anymore.
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