Stockholm Syndrome // l.s

Stockholm Syndrome // l.s

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Fri, Jun 10, 2016
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As I walk towards my flat, I sighed heavily. The sky was dark so as my soul, tiny pebbles crunching beneath my feet like the sound of my broken heart. I sighed yet again and heard something broke behind me. I quickly turned around looking everywhere with fear and anxiousness in my eyes, repeating a mantra of 'nobody's there, it's just a stray dog' over and over again as I feel myself calm down. The tense feeling leaving my body. I turned around again but was cut off by a hand on my mouth. My eyes widened as I tried to scream for help. But it was no use, the cloth that was used on me was taking effect. As my vision starts to blur and my eye lids began to drop, my breath slowing down. My captor spoke with his rough yet angelic voice that'll make you think that you'll fall in love completely "You're going to love your new home, Louis Tomlinson. And you're going to love me" I fell with darkness surrounding me and nothing but the sound of my beating heart. Copyright. ©
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