Cora Strauss | District Two | CBD2 [FIN]

It is peaceful here. Momma makes pancakes every morning with a smile and I can drown them in however much syrup that I like. Sometimes even the whole bottle. Dadda kisses me goodbye every morning before he heads out to work. He even takes a bite out of my toast, without fail every morning. It is always the same. Momma always wears the light blue dress that falls just past her knees. Dadda is in his grey and white career training uniform. It is always sunny, the window blinds are up letting every ray of light into the kitchen, there is even my baby brother in his highchair.

But they are all gone.

It is barbaric here. Victor makes us work hard every morning with a stern look and I drown in the pressure, I cannot take it anymore. Sometimes I am ready to break, to lose the final fight. Killian keeps pushing me forwards though. He even says I have natural talent, just not the head for it.

The Strauss’ did not really adopt me, they stole me from the perfect life that could have been. A tragedy made me an orphan, but I am never going to have that redemption finale. It is all dark from here. Momma, dadda, baby brother gone. All I have left is my imagination and the need to not lose the final fight. But could that be my escape?