Prison

They say this place is preposterous.

Utterly absurd and terrifying.

They say the ones with the most wounds have been here the longest, dying to get past the barricade.

“When you join the battle, you have to finish it,” they’ll say.

“Yes, it’s not what you hoped it to be,” they’ll rant on and continue.

But they are just the upperclassmen.

Tad bit older, tad bit wiser.

We are just the freshmen.

And this is just high school.

But in the eyes of a freshman.