Kidnapped

• Janeesha Digo, Grade 7
• Short Story
• 2017

I woke up to find my arms legs tied up. It was so dark that I couldn't see a thing, I doubt even a mouse could see. I hear voices outside, they sounded like they were arguing over some thing. one of them said " we shouldn't have done this, i'm going back to tell his father" then I heard another mean sounding one say "no don't, we could hold him for ransom" then I got the shivers, for those who have never been kidnapped you don't know the feeling. that alone, weak, and hopeless feeling, that feeling that you know no one as going to help you no matter how loud you scream. I was alone, I was weak,
I had been Kidnapped.