Unknown to my surroundings, my immediate reaction was panic. I was overcome with fear. The room was already dark and my vision was still a little blurry. All I made out is a chair centred in the middle of the room. I then noticed a crack in one of the walls which created a mini torchlight for me.
"Help!" I cried out. But my cries of help fell to deaf ears. On my third call for help, I started to hyperventilate. I was already asthmatic and this made it even harder to breathe. I felt dizzy but I forced myself not to pass out.
There was no way out except for a door, not any type of door. Pushing it with all my strength and nothing budged. I felt hopeless. I still can't believe what had happened.
Sitting on the floor, I heard loud footsteps passing the door every time. I tried not to make noise because I didn't want to signal him that I woke up I knew I was in grave danger. Even though I was afraid to sleep, my eyelids felt heavier by the second. I closed my eyes and fell asleep almost immediately.
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The next day came within a blink of an eye. I barely slept well and felt pain all over my body from sleeping on the dilapidated, wooden ground. While trying to wake myself, I heard the doorknob turning slowly. I took this as a chance to escape. As the door opened, I ran for the door but my plans were unsuccessful. I got knocked in my head with a piece of wood and passed out again.
I woke up with a rope tied to my hands and legs making it almost impossible to move, a gag tied tightly over my mouth making me unable to talk and blindfolded.
While crying profusely, the door creaked open. My heart sped up every time he took a footstep. He said in a gravel tone, " No chance for escape now, Jordan". A shiver went up to my spine when he called my name. He took off my blindfold and revealed his face.
I was confused. That wasn't Mr Johnson, I knew his voice sounded familiar but I couldn't identify who it was. I mumbled to myself, "Is...is that Peter, mom's boyfriend?"
He hovered over me and knocked me out cold...
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Captured
Mystery / ThrillerI didn't feel sunlight on my skin for months, i hardly had space to breathe. Alone, barely alive, i lost all my hope for living. "How can I be this stupid" I scorned myself. The idea of being taken, just taken away without any control over what migh...
