A girl who's senior year in high school went abroad to study and in order to get full scholarship for her college application. She's away from family and friends. She finds this opportunity as a perfect time to know who she really is and what she wants. Beside her being an extrovert she had a painful memory hiding  it to herself.

Me and Myself

Several weeks passed and nothing happened, I survived days without food and a sip of water. My mouth was dry like the Saharan desert while my throat was dried out like a place that was once a river area pfff....ha ha sarcasm! If weeks passed without me not throwing something into my mouth, then I'm certainly and logically dead. Tuth to be told I don't know how long they've kept me in here. I'm starving to death, I'm thirsty as heck, my body stinks, my body's numb, my butt is sore and God! I hate this day, this week and this damn year! I hate it all! 


Tears won't fall anymore, my head aches, I don't know what kind of kidnappers they are, but the ones we watch in movies? Fed their hostages and even let them go pee-pee you know? Oh and also they might fall in love and end up having their own little family, but that's mostly Turkish style. What I'm trying to say is, why in the world won't they atleast check if I'm still al-. 


Chapter Twelve