Charlie had his hands behind his head as he focused up at the ceiling observing the water stains. Charlie’s room was silent and all you could hear were the police officers opening and closing the gates disturbing the silence. Charlie had no concept of the day or the month of which he was living, and he just lived every day the same as the previous one. Charlie had never thought so much about his life before he was in here, and every day around the same time Charlie thought about the same thing over and over again.
Charlie closed his eyes and pictured his mother and his father; he pictured his younger sister Emily and their stepsister Georgia who was fifteen at the time of the incident. Charlie tried so hard to get them out of his head, as he knew what was coming, he tried to focus on something else but it was no good, the flashback was coming. Charlie screamed as loud as he could but no one heard, he was isolated, scared and frozen.
It had been a normal day and he had been playing with his sister on the front lawn of their house, they were playing cops and robbers. Charlie was the cop, as always and Emily the robber. Emily ran inside and grabbed a large black sack to pretend that she was stealing things, just to make the game a little more realistic.
This brought tears to Charlie’s eyes.
The pair were running around the street shouting and laughing, Charlie had his two fingers posed in a shape like a gun, they were both loving it, ‘ Pow, Pow’ shouted Charlie. Charlie ran in to his house as quickly as he could to retrieve a toy gun, he ran madly up the stairs into his bedroom, he raced over to the toy box and threw all of his toys on to the floor trying to find his gun, he ran downstairs searching everywhere for it. Suddenly he pulled open the bureaux and there it was his 007-toy gun, Charlie grabbed it quickly and charged outside to find his sister. After finally realising where she was hidden, Charlie dodged from wall to wall in an attempt that his sister would not see him. And…suddenly it happened, Charlie clasping the gun in his left hand, held the gun to Emily’s head and pulled the stiff trigger long and hard. Emily fell to the ground.
Charlie’s horrific flash back is brought to an immediate end as he finds himself with his hands on his head, and his head on his knees. He had fallen off the bad and clasped his whole body in his hands. Charlie was going into a terrible fit, his body was shaking and his face went bright red, he was screaming and hitting himself against the old wooden desk. Unexpectedly the heavy, grey, metal door which locked everyone and everything out of Charlie’s life, opened. It was as if an angel had opened the gates to heaven. Charlie had not seen outside the door for years. Charlie noticed the bright, white light shining in through the door, it was so magical, something Charlie has never experienced before in his life. As the door opened it made a loud creaking noise, as it had not been open for a long while. Slowly, as if it was a bud opening to form a flower, Charlie began to rise from his hunched position. It was clear that he had been crying and it was apparent that he had been causing himself bodily damage. Charlie was another being, he looked out of the door, past the Police officer and saw bright sunlight, which Charlie had not seen for a while as he is on the wrong side of the building. Charlie got up and stared curiously at the Police Officer, the Police Officer smiled and stared directly back, she murmured something but Charlie chose to ignore it. Charlie acted strangely; it appeared that he had forgotten what the world was like. Charlie then stepped out of his room, he was very nervous and didn’t want anyone too close to him. He looked round, turning his head sharply and gasping every so often. Charlie walked towards the stairs, which took him out of the building, he held onto the railing so tight that he left a sticky mark behind; he walked down each step slowly making sure he was steady. Charlie had acted as though he was disabled and learning to walk again. The Police officer had unlocked the large, metal gate and Charlie was free to go. Charlie stood on the other side of the gate, in the arch way of the door and just looked out on to green grass, the blue sky and the sun shining brightly onto the building. Charlie’s had literally hung open all this time, and a tear rolled down his cheek. Charlie was amazed at how beautiful the world was and realised what he had been missing. Charlie had forgotten all of the different colours, which the world consists of as he had been so used to the uninteresting and monotonous colour of which his room held.
The beauty of the world was just so unexpected for Charlie that he stood in the same place just watching the sun lit grass, he then went over to a rose bush, he held the rose in his hands and took in the aroma, he held it to his heart and felt a warm sensation. Charlie was not religious but fell to the floor and thanked God for everything and promised to make a new start.
The last thing the Police Officer remembered of Charlie was what he had said: ‘keep your faith in all beautiful things; the sun when it is hidden, the spring when it is gone, that is something I never did and I will never forgive myself.
The loud, piercing noise of the gun shot and the severe pain Charlie felt in his stomach will never be forgotten.
Charlie remembered laughing and telling her to get up as it was only a game. Charlie remembered his change in mood, his face went completely still, Charlie bent down and moved Emily’s head to the side, and she was bleeding, severely. Charlie ran into his home as fast as he could and dialled the emergency services,
Charlie pictured in his mind what had happened on this day, which he will remember for the rest of his life.
