Trapped

Jasmine's Pov:

I struggled to free myself from the ropes surrounding me. I screamed for help, none seemed to be showing up.

The room I was placed in was dark, dusty and dirty. Cobwebs hung all over the walls and the dust emitting from the boards made me felt like coughing. The bed I was placed in felt like wood just placed together, it ached my back and rendered a sharp pain in my neck.

The way they had me tied up was brutal. My hands starting to feel numb from it being bound for countless hours. As the growl of my stomach hit my ears, I wondered when was my last proper meal.

I cried out again whilst the ropes placed in my mouth muffled my yells.

Held hostage, captured was my destiny.

(When I wished my life was more interesting this was not what I meant

This was extremely tragic, what did I do to deserve this?)

A sudden gush of wind surged through the window, or so I thought as the sound of a flight landing came to my ears.