James put the bag back on my head. When he took it back off again he said, "welcome! This is your new room. I hope you like it."
I was absolutely speechless. There were no words that could flow out of my mouth for a moment or now, as I still live in the room. I can surely try though. It had:
• a walk in closet that I could do two cartwheels in.
•A small arcade
• a nice big desk
•a bed so big that it didn't have an actual size and was custom made that u could move up and down and adjust the softness.
•There was a section where the ceiling was higher and it had a trampoline under it.
• the walk in closet was full of
-short loose dresses
-short tight dresses
-long tight dresses
-short shorts
-inappropriate clothes
-shmee-shmu-things I don't want to talk about
"I like to keep my prisoners happy and fed well, just don't try to escape, don't try to kill me and we will have a happy rest of our lives."
He removed the rope from my hands and I twirled around immediately and tried to strangle him but I was too weak at that moment to even get him to flinch. There wasn't even a print from my hands. He grabbed me just above the waist and picked me up, (he sure was a lot stronger than he looked) he said, "it hasn't been a minute and you've already broken one of the two rules! But this is normal, my boss/master/guide told me that this is the first instinct. You will get over it." He left me in the big room all by myself. So I went to bed.
A/N
Next chapter is to be published on 10-30/31-16
A/N 2
I did publish this but I unpublished it to say that it will be published in time for I messed up a bit and have MANY errors to fix "sorry about the inconvenience!" As some would say.
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Journal of a Prisoner
RomanceA woman is kidnapped. She cannot escape. The man who kidnapped her didn't let her see so if she tried to escape she wouldn't know where to go. She is scared. But she writes everything in her journal.
