WHITE NOISE

CHAPTER 1

I felt goosebumps rising on the back of my head when I stepped out of the car, I knew I was being watched. I wanted to turn my head around and look at the one who was giving me the creeps. But I decided to ignore the urge. How I wish I could go back in time and tell my old self to do exactly that which I ignored. I should have taken a cue from my instincts. I should have let my fears control me and I should have never trusted the courage in me.

I am blindfolded and alone, with my hands tied above my head so high that I'm barely standing on my toes to keep my balance lest I would fall. I'm scared to my bones and the tears won't come. On the contrary, a laughter of hysteria threatens to leave my throat as I try to swallow it. I am quite at shock at the unreal situation I am in and my mind does not register it as a reality. I am still wondering that any moment Matt, my brother and his bully friends would appear out of somewhere, video taping my embarrassing situation and laugh at me....I waited and waited some more but It never happened.

I woke up feeling heavy, I couldn't open my eyes as something was obviously obstructing my eyelids. I tried to take the damn thing off eyes, when I felt that my hands where fixed and tied over my head. The pain in my hands and the realization hit me suddenly of my current situation and this time it tore a shrill cry and shriek out of me. In the recesses of my mind I was thankful that my mouth was not gagged.

The realization that I was perhaps really kidnapped and that it was not my brother and his friends that played this trick on me, made my screams louder and I was crying bitterly and loudly.

Suddenly I realised that I could call someone for help. I tried to hitch my throat as the crying had made my sound croaky and my throat felt scratchy. I swallowed some saliva and gathering all the strength in I shouted at the top of my lung.

"SOMEBODY HELP ME!!!! PLEASE HELP ME??"

The screaming was so loud that I ended up coughing lungs out. I gathered my efforts again and...

"!! HELP!!"
"!!HELP ME PLEASE SOMEBODY !!"

The last part of the screams were cried out as the strength in me died. I knew crying would be of no help and it would only make me weak.

My head was pounding and my hands were numb with pain and due to lack of circulation of blood. The strip of cloth that covered my eyes was drenched in tears, as I waited for something, anything. My captor, my savior, Sleep, Death.... Anything.