My head was pounding. I couldn't figure out where I was. At first I thought I just had one too many the night before but then it all came rushing back. I groaned and flopped down on the cold, hard concrete floor.
"At least get me an icepack!" I hollered at the heavy, iron door. It looked like something you'd find in a mental institution.
"Shut up!" came a rough voice from just outside the tiny room I was in. I knew there was no point in trying the door for it was most defiantly locked. Plus, I had the mother of all headaches. I had been kidnapped.
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My Start
RandomThese are a few story starters I have come up with and am either not going to continue with them or just haven't gotten around to doing so yet. You are welcome to use them if you like, but please give me some credit as the inspiration.
