My name is Amaya, which means night rain. I been trapped in a cell for most of my life. I have never seen the outside world before.
I always wanted to feel the sun on my pale skin. I always wanted to enjoy the smell of fresh air. I always wanted to see moon and the stars shine brightly in the sky.
I always wanted to run with the wind blowing in my hair. I always wanted run free..., but I can't.
I'm stuck here.
In this hospital room ever since I was born. This room is my prison cell.
I will never get to see the sun rise in the distance. I will never get to see the moon and stars away from the city. The only way I would see it is through pictures, but it's not enough for me.
I want to experience it, but I can't. I'm trapped in this room and I will never be able to get out.