Kiddnapped

I'm not strong. I'm giving up.

Nothing.
I saw nothing.
And that was terrifying.
Where did the marks come from?
That's a question I wanted anyone who could to answer.

I walked over to the phone and rang my counsellor. "More sessions. I need more sessions." Thankfully she understood and I managed to get a slot in for 2 today.

I went upstairs and had a rushed shower. I jumped out got ready and grabbed everything I needed. Julian was out with Amelia today, so I was fine by myself.

I jumped in the car and felt around the draw in the car for the radio. My finger hit a sharp object and blood was drawn from my finger.

I carefully pulled out the sharp object and revealed an injection. I stared at it puzzled and everything went dark. That's when I couldn't stop the figure rising behind me.

I jumped up in my seat and accidentally hit he horn. I looked around and squinted my eyes, confused.

I looked around... No needle. I looked in the back, no figure. And no blood or any mark on my finger.

I rubbed my eyes and drove to my counsellors. I laid down in the cream and dark wood room, and spoke my feelings to my counsellors.

"I can't. I can't do this anymore." I said to myself as I headed upstairs to the bathroom. I grabbed the sleeping pills and chucked them all in my mouth.

"Thank you. Thanks a lot." I said to the figure as it stepped towards me.

Then I feel into a blanket of darkness...

A/N
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