So cliche

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I wake up scared. The first thing that runs through my head is "where am I" like any normal person would. It's so dark I can't tell if I have something over my eyes or not. I went to reach up to touch my eyes but my hands are tied up by rope to the chair I'm sitting on. I go to scream but the sound is muffled, do I have a bag over my head?

"Hey!! Let me out of hear!!" I scream repeatedly for what seems like hours.

Eventually I stop screaming and sit there, to stunned to cry yet. I here the creek of a door being opened and foot steps coming towards me.

"Let me go, please I'm begging you, just let me go!" I scream and then the tears hit. I'm whaling. "Please let me go."

"Darling, I want to welcome you home." some woman says as the bag over my head is taken off.

Pink..all I see is pink, yes my worst nightmare has came true, I've been kidnapped and sucked into this cliche "perfect American daughters" bedroom, and I can't see a way out.

The Tragedy of Shaye FrancesWhere stories live. Discover now