Every year around this time I get a dark feeling
inside of me. I always feel like my kidnapper is going to come searching for me
again; strange because he is in prison now many miles away. I know it’s just a matter of time before him,
and I meet once more. But this time it will not be the same; this time I will
kill him with my gentle touch. When he feels my smooth skin against his body
that hasn’t been touched in years I just know it will drive him insane. A part of me is craving his touch. I feel like I am falling deeper in love with
my kidnapper every day. I’ve never had the guts to tell anyone about this weird
feeling because everyone would probably think I am some lunatic, but I honestly
believe that I am in love. In love with my kidnapper. Every night since we have
been apart I have had whimsical dreams about him. I never wanted to be pulled
apart from Edgar, but somehow my family found me when I did not want to be
found. It was Halloween night when I first met the lovely Edgar. He violently snatched
me up as I was walking home from a Halloween party; the way he grabbed me I
just really enjoyed the pain. Ever since Edgar, and I spent years together I
have not been able to love anyone else. I feel like he is the one for me, and I
must be with him again. I feel lost without Edgar.
Learn to show not tell and you'll make this a better, more expansive and intriguing story, rather than a flat one. Right now it is unidentifiable why she would love this kidnapper. Use your imagination and play with detail and you'll find ways you can twist it a more captivating direction.
My name is Miranda, and I am currently living in the United States. I am 15 years old, and I enjoy writing a lot. I would love for everyone to critique my work because I am looking to improve. Thanks... more..