Literature
Hostage -Part Nine-
It was dark all around me. I could only see my body. My hands, scarred from work in the garden, seemed to glow along with the rest of my body. What was this? I must have been dreaming, but I felt cold. My skin was numb for several seconds before pain erupted throughout my body. My lungs, my throat, my side, even my skull felt as if it would explode any second from the pressure behind my eyes. I couldn’t hear myself screaming, but I knew that I was. My hands were firmly placed to my temples as if to quell the ache. The pain only seemed to worsen as I sank to my knees in this world of darkness.
I didn’t want to be alone…! Te