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I have been sitting here, tied for so long. Maybe from an hour or more or maybe a day. Not that I am not used to it but It's not easy either.
My hands and arms are aching from being in the same position for too long. My hands are tied tightly. I can't even separate them an inch.
I tried to sleep but I am hungry and thirsty. I haven't eaten or drank anything since I escape from my cell that was days ago.
I am so thirsty that my throat is hurting badly and my stomach is paining from being empty for so long. At least I was feed once a day in the cell but here I am tied without any water or food.
I tried to ignore the burning in my throat and the stomach pain but It is getting worse. Maybe I can try to move and somehow lose these ties around my wrist.
I was just going to try it but then I remember what he said that about not moving. I still remember the slap and I don't want to give him a reason to kill me.
But I am hungry and thirsty. And at this moment I can't take it anymore, I don't care what he will do after. I am going to try and lose this tie from my wrist.
I tried to separate my wrists from each other but they are too tight. I stood up and tried pulling it. I tried to lose the Tie but instead, it hurt my wrist more and more.
After trying for a good 10 minutes I stopped. My wrists are bruised and hurting badly. It's like my bones in the wrist are broken.
My throat is hurting more now. I want to cry, scream but the lump forming in my throat makes it impossible to make a sound.
Then suddenly the door of the room unlocked. I thought He came back I still don't know his name or who is he.
But it wasn't him it was someone I don't know. The stranger stood there in the door watching me tangled in Blanket and bedsheet with my hands tied, with an emotionless face.
