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Playing the Part of the Hostage part 3
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Looking around I saw the other girls. To my right was Kylie, and to my left was Amy and Faye. They seemed to be all right. They were still sleeping. I decided to walk around a bit The room was pretty empty. So I tried for the door but it was locked.
I went back to my mat and sat down to think.What has happened to us? Where are we? Are the boys alright? Where’s Lan? Are Mr. And Mrs. Dunmore okay?
A Billion thoughts rushed through my head. I couldn’t find an answer for a single one. My heart beat rapidly as though it would explode. I was afraid. What is going to happen to us now? I thought.
I heard the sudden motion of Amy shooting upward and I turned to face her. Her eyes were wide with surprise, fear, confusion, and tears.
“ Where are we she cried. I don’t even remember getting off the bus.” I put my arm around her and tried to sound soothing. “ It’s okay.” I said sounding almost good enough to convince myself. “ We’ll figure this out.”
I consoled her for a little longer and then Kylie followed immediately by aye came back to life from their deep sleep. At first both freaked out and were sent into a panic that quickly turned tears.
They each used me as their comfort. I had one on each shoulder and Amy cried into my lap. I tried so hard to be strong for them but I really wanted to cry too.
We were all a million miles from home and in a place separated from our group. We all knew that nothing good would come of this. But as much as I wanted to cry, I wanted much more to know what was going on. But I would find that out soon enough.
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