Nightmare

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Crashing waves, metal clanking, cold air whistled all around. I looked up and saw handcuffs made of bronze, hanging me above my appending doom. Below me dark sea. I had never seen the ocean in my life, growing up in rural Kansas the only water you see is the rain from the Twisters. This sea was different from what I've seen in pictures. It was dark, black, and laced with evil. "So you insult me with your presence? You are just a country girl with high hopes but nothing more than your pitiful father!" A deep and cold voice shook me and the water under me, churning. My handcuffs gave out and sent me falling helplessly towards the deep, dark abyss.

Me, Darcy EthensWhere stories live. Discover now