Everything was dark.
Was I having a nightmare once again?
No, this felt different.
Something was covering my eyes and it felt like there was something cutting into my wrists and ankles.
Was something cutting me open?
I tried to move them only to feel pircing pain run through my arms and legs.
It seemed to me that I was bound up.
I could tell I had moved from this position in hours maybe even for days....
did not want to hurt myself anymore than I already was.
Oh god, my body was stiff, probably from being unconscious on this hard, cold, and sticky ground.
Oh my body ached, but how did I get here?
The more I tried to remember the more confused I became.
I was walking home from the supermart with my friend, so how could I be here?
Was my friend here?!?!?!
Or did my friend do this to me?
No that could not be right, we've been friends for 7 years now.
Then I heard it -
YOU ARE READING
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Short StoryI have no idea what I'm doing, and not completely sure were this story will go. Migh change my tags and rating later. If I end up enjoying this I will make a real description. This story is not a happy or pretty, it will be a short story for now.
