11/14/2002
Even though I'm stuck here at least I have someone to keep me company.
We have been carefully eating our food and luckily Meredith had already put snacks in her purse. We are both cold and would love a blanket. I dream of being back home in my warm, soft bed. But that won't happen unless we do something because obviously no one else will.11/14/2002
Ok, Meredith and I have been working all day to try to make a plan for the escape. The only thing is, is that we don't know how high up or low we are, how many other people are here, and how to get out. So it's a starting point.
The only way for us to know the answers to our questions is to sacrifice one of us and hope they won't do anything drastic.We've made a plan. When one of us gets captured by a, I guess you could say, guard we will note everything that we see doors, halls, stairs, etc. then somehow get them to let us outside for a few minutes maybe fake a illness or something. Then get them to take us back to the room. After that the real plan begins.
I remember when she would visit my house and we would play spies and sneak around the house. It was so much fun.
Now we're like real spies having to watch every move we make, being sure not to leave any clues. Or else our lives will be in danger.
I thought getting through school would take forever, but I would rather be stuck in Mrs Hart's Algebra 1 class
or Mr. Robertson's boring English class than here pulled away from my family. I am mostly a positive person but it's really hard to think
Oh, it's ok. I like being here in this dark place. I'll get out of here if I don't starve, oh but that won't happen. Please.
Even the most happy person in the world would be like I am if they were in this situation.
I hate being here. It's like a prison and there's nothing I can do about it right now. Hopefully we will figure out something. The only thing keeping me from total boredom is this journal and now Meredith. I have always liked to write stuff I had a diary back at home, but I eventually just stopped because of school and homework. Oh well, I guess that's just how life goes. You have it all planned out perfectly, but something always has to get in the way.
Except for me, I get put in a dungeon room.We have the plan ready now the only thing is who is willing to risk their life and sacrifice their self?
There's only two of us and we have to make a decision.
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