They're Watching Me

She was left. No food, water or clothes. Taya froze. Footsteps snapped and cracked the deep brown twigs behind her which seemed to be getting louder and louder. A cold winters breath whistled behind her as she felt something twist around her arm like a wristband, she tried to escape but it became tighter and tighter, she was too afraid to look. She knew they finally got her.