It was just something a wrote when i woke up from a snooze. Enjoy!
With a gray hood over my I couldn't see anything, but that was the least of my problems.
My hands were feeling soft and wet, almost as if they out in the sun, my legs were resting on a hump of furniture, They were in their normal condition, they felt like legs because they weren't tied up like my hands, this gave me an advantage to run. But where?
"Where is it Michael? Is it here" Said a faded voice.
"She is here Sir". Replied the man he was talkin to.
I didn't want to wait for the event to go further, I really didn't want to be apart of it so I'm trying my best to get out of it.
I rolled on my back and on to the floor with a thud.
'Ouch" As I got up two pairs of black converses were tapping in my front of my face.
"Well ,well, well, I guess I found our runaway trying to, well runaway".
i had no idea what I was in for.
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