Hollandus Landing Chapter 730: Lindita Selmani part V

My eyes were slowly opening. It’s a good thing to know I wasn’t dead yet.

I woke up and I felt like I was held back for some reason.

Wait a minute, I was.

There were chains around my arms and legs as I felt them yanking my limbs.

What did I do to deserve this?

Was it because I wasn’t a 4.0 student?

Was it because I didn’t walk fast enough to get my diploma?

Was it because I was a first generation Albanian-American?

This made no sense to me.

I then heard some others waking up.

I looked around and I couldn’t believe my own eyes.

There were other students with me in cells.

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s