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

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