Captured

Captured

A Chapter by Duaa

Okay this chapter is small..bit I hope u people like it n please do review it so I would know where I'm doing wrong and what do I need to improve moreover tell me if u like it cuz well I'll like ti get appreciated who doesn't ;) now to the story:
I opened my eyes slightly,the bright light blinding me..
Pain shot through my head..I  Closed my eyes tight again..slipping into unconsciousness..
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I was running.. Something was after me, something dangerous..suddenly I felt a pull from behind like it was trying to suck me in..I ran for my life  "No! No! "I cried. I pushed harder...next moment I was falling.. Just falling into darkness with no end... 
My eyes shot open..
I was soaked in my own sweat. My breathing heavy and ragged, my heart beating so hard that I feared it will burst.
"Stay calm!" I told myself "it was just a dream a bad bad dream".I cleaned my sweat with the back of my hand.
As my eyes adjusted to darkness I saw that I was alone in a small dingy room. It was Bare except a tattered mattress on which I was sitting ,high above the wall was a small window...on the far left corner was a blue door, locked ,no doubt.
I looked around and saw a bottle of water in the corner. I tried to get up but fell over.  My hands were tied at the back ,passing them under my body I got them at front ,pulling at the rope with my teeth.
After freeing my hands I got up using wall as support .I limped towards the bottle ,cringing with pain at my every move.
Water ran down my parched throat, relieving the soreness a little.
I slumped down on floor.. burying my head in my knees
"What Is going on?" I was confused ,confused and scared...                                yes! I was scared to death.
"Why me ?what have I done". I thought desperately "and mom! where's she? why isn't she here ?oh mom!" tears started streaming out of my eyes.
I was crying...
Because I was overwhelmed by the fear of unknown scary possibilities...
I was dreading the moments that yet had to come...
Because I felt helpless and vulnerable....
And due to the unbearable  pain in every joint of my body.
"Oh God! please help! please be it a dream..a-a mistake". I hugged myself tighter.
I don't know when sandyman did his magic on me and I fell asleep.
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I woke up by the sound of clicking outside. The door was opening. I scurried against the wall my eyes wide.
The door opened and I felt the breadth caught up in my throat..like I'd pass out.


© 2014 Duaa


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Duaa
Duaa

faisalabad, Pakistan



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