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“Hnnng..ahh, Hnnng..ahh, ouch..", I grunt as my palms slip off the rocky sides of the pit yet again.
It's the 3rd day of me being stuck here.
I jumped again grabbing the sides of the deep pit I woke up in, in my attempt to get out. I was almost there. I just reach a little more. The minute I had my fingers around a solid rock, it began to slip.” NO!”, I cried out. My palms slipped and I found myself falling back but like a fool, I was still grasping for something that could pull me out of here; like the air could help me.
The last thing I could remember was trying to use a shortcut to go home but being hit hard in the head and the next thing I know, I'm in this deep pit. I remember screaming so hard when I woke up. I remember passing out from screaming so loud for so long. And now, I don't remember anything without my head hurting. The only info I had gotten from the snippets of conversation I hear every now and then is the name 'Jay' and he's probably the one who put me here. Every day, I think about my mom and how worried she must feel with the way I haven't been picking up her calls for the past 3 days. To cry is not an option; I am too dehydrated and have been falling in and out of consciousness all day. My memories are incredibly hazy and I manage to stand and shout whenever I get the energy from the 2 measly sandwiches I'm given every day. Once that energy runs out, I'm fueled by anger alone and when I see his shadow- Jay's shadow, my blood boils even No one deserves this kind of punishment. I wouldn't wish this on my greatest enemy.
I hear footsteps and I gather all my strength to stand up. I see his shadow at the top: Jay.
He throws in a bag for the second time today. This time, it's a whole sandwich, he's only given me half a sandwich twice a day. I am relieved to see it but my doubts don’t disappear. What if it’s poisoned? Or expired? "Get me out of here, you psycho! Let me go home!”, I manage to scream.
” I didn’t knock you unconscious in a dark alley to bring you here and set you free. Not without a price”.
A long silence ensued. Surely he didn't mean my virginity.
He held up a phone and shook it in the air.
”Give me your hand in marriage and I'll let you go”.The words echo in my head and I sink to the ground. I bury my head in my hands. Surely he didn't kidnap me so that I could marry him. This was beyond crazy
”NO!I don't even know who you are!"He gets to his feet and kicks a stone angrily.
”Then I guess you’re ready to rot in that pit, Angela", he says.
"For the millionth time, I'm NOT Angela!"
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