Kidnapped!

• Maria McPherson, Grade 7
• Poetry
• 2022

(what was I thinking?!)


I peered out the dusty window, only to be remained-
Tied up in a rusty seat, with nowhere to charade
I looked over to the knife’s, hanging from the stool
Knowingly I had no one and no one with a tool.

I twisted and tangled, trying to escape the madness
Yet my sanity was blocked, by a wall of sadness.
‘‘I miss my home I miss my friends! ’I began to cry.
But I knew what I had done, I could not lie….

Thunder rippled throughout the sky as I started to strangle
I looked at the person In front of me, now I was in a tangle.
I tug once, I tug twice and now I am free!
I run for my life, out of this place, as long as there are trees.