Roses Are Red

Roses Are Red ( Alone)

I am finding it harder to wake up each day. I feel so weak, I don't know what to do I just feel like dying.

This may be the last time I tell you of my horror but i will try.

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I was thrown in to only what I could guess was the bed of a truck. I could hear the sound of the engine roar and he drove, I don't know how long we drove for but I am sure that in that time I must have fallen asleep because all of a sudden the bag I was in was being lifted out of the truck and thrown down on the ground.

"Just keep you mouth shut okay and i won't kill you" The man whispered through the bag.

I was taken out of the bag and I only had a small glimpse of my surroundings, even though it was dark I could still make out the outline of a building in the distance.

I could smell.... well it's hard to say really it was a odd smell it's kind of rusty, dirty, pine-ish smell. So i knew i was nowhere near Horley.

Just as my eyes started to adjust the bag was back over my head and I was being carried away again into the odd light of twilight.

"Stay here or you die, understand me?" Murmured the man.

The bag was removed and I soon realised that I was not above ground, I must have been in a basement or in a dug out. Before I could get a look at my captors face he covred it with his coat. I sat there for who knows how long, It seemed like hours might have been days all I knew was that the man was pacing around upstairs. Finally he went to bed, well I think he did I could hear him snoring.

Then I knew it was safe to get up and move around. My cell like room was a small square with bulky rotten wooden stairs on the back wall leading upstairs. I knew that the door would be locked but I had to try. It was locked, I made my way down the stairs trying not to make to much noise. The floor was made of dirt with some rocks and cement, the walls were blank, white and splashed with some odd substance. I found a old mucky mattress in the alcove under the stairs with a tatty blanket on top of it. I lay down and settled down for a long night.

All I could think was this the man who killed Sam? and what did he want with me, that thought still haunts my mind..