It was 12:05 am. EMily had forgotten to lock my cell that night. Any other night i would just stay in my cell and pretend i was trapped in there like all the other nights, but i was so interested in my book. So cold, so uncomfortable. So i sneaked out. The montine's would be fast asleep by now. I sat on the coach reading my book, well, figuring out my book. The fire place was lit, I could feel the heat from where i sat. The girl in my book was happy with the rich family, but missed being with her kidnapper, i don't know why. I read or figured out, intently for an hour.
It was late now. I could feel my eyes slowly shutting. No i couldn't sleep i had to much more to read, and i couldn't miss a bit of it. It was my only bit of happiness. My only bit of peace. My light in a tunnel of darkness. But it was to late. I felt my eyes shut. I would have to finish it tomorrow. I felt my body relax as my eyes shut tightly. And than i fell into a deep sleep.
I woke up to see Miss montine standing in front of me. My heart stopped. I was afraid. What would she do to me now? Everything was going so good. Stupid me, I should have known id get carried away. I tried to find my book but it was nowhere. Ii felt tears coming up into my eyes. I started to panic. I stood up and slowly backed away, trying to make it look like i wasn't afraid, but she knew i was.
"What where you looking for jasmine?" She said calmly, with an evil smile. I felt my tears dripping down my face.
"Nothing Miss," I managed to say. "Please don't hurt me,Please don't hurt me," i whispered to my to myself over and over. she laughed at me. I probably looked so silly. Standing against the wall whispering to myself with my eyes closes tightly and tears dripping down my cheeks.
"It wouldn't be this would it Jasmine?" She said holding a book with a green leather cover up in the air. Oh no. She had it. She knew. She would beat me now. She would never let me read again. She waited for my reply. I said nothing. I just stared at the ground watching my tears hit the floor.
"It is is it?" She said slyly. "Do you want it back?"
I looked up. Was she serious? "Yes" I said shyly.
"Well to bad!" She yelled. She chucked it in the fire and walked out leaving me to watch it burn. No. No this couldn't happen. I fell to the ground and started to cry. My life got better when i read that. But now it was gone, leaving me with nothing. My one joy. There it goes.
