STORY STARTER
Submitted by Cara
“My eyes slowly adjusted to the darkness as they pushed their way open. Pockets of sweat bubbled above my brow as I desperately searched for familiarity. It was then I realised, I was trapped.
Start to a short story with a crime/hostage themed prose.
Caught
my eyes slowly adjusted
to the darkness
as they struggled
to push their way open
pockets
of sweat
bubbled
above my brow as
i desperately
searched
for familiarity
it was then
I realized I was trapped
trapped by my own mind
trapped underneath
the rubble of who I used to be
trapped, never to escape
shrouded by my
loss of innocence
loss of happiness
loss of self
a part of me struggled
straining to rescue itself
wasting energy
in futile attempts
to break free
from the prison in my head