Kidnapped by Fall Out Boy

Alone

I kept holding on to the thought that there had to be more. Something will going to happen. Something had to happen. I'm just not ready yet. My time will come. Soon. I quit staring into the darkness and got up again. I drank some water at the sink and wondered what I should do then. Finally I ended up sitting on the ground with the notepad on my lap drawing some redom shit. After that I colored it in, rolled my eyes at it because I didn't liked it and put it down. Holding my head with my arms supported by my knees I closed my eyes. What should I do? What was I supposed to do?

I sighed and suddenly heard a noise. "Hello? Is there someone?"... "Hello! Please help me!", I screamed and stood up. I looked between the metal rods and searched for movement. I waited for an answer but there was nothing. It was in vain. I called again but it was hopeless. Noone will help me. I was alone.

I sat down to my notepad again but I didn't know what to draw, so I wrote a shitty poem about loneliness. I sighed. I couldn't really write about something else. I had nothing. No hope left. After a while I crawled back in my bed because I didn't know what else to do in this cell. It was 8 pm anyway. I hot early to sleep. I hoped I could sleep but I still was so hungry. Hopefully I will get something to eat tomorrow. It took a while till I fell asleep. I thought of my parents and how I missed them. Hopefully I will get out of here soon. Maybe this is all a dream. A nightmare. I will wake up soon.