Life was Perfect,or at least some people would say that. I had a gorgeous boyfriend, tall with spiky blond hair and a muscular build, a loving family who took good care of me and I was even pretty popular. So why don't I feel happy? I sat down on my bed back from school yawning noisily but not caring as my parents weren't in. I sat down for another few minutes twiddling with my hair then looked in the mirror. My blonde hair reached down to my shoulder, everyone liked it but me.I've always wanted black hair.My rosy checks were flushed after having to run for the bus, nearly missing it as I had to hand in my homework late, again. I turned away and walked to my pretty big wooden wardrobe.I shivered slightly as my hand hit the freezing cold door knob but ignored it and opened it.Knowing there was a party at Jake's, my boyfriend, house I decided to pick something nice, it took a while to make up my mind but in the end I chose a purple dress with black heels. After taking a quick shower I changed out of my school uniform and into my new outfit.Once I had done I looked in the mirror again, satisfied. I applied a little mascara and lip gloss before heading downstairs to wait for the limo that would pick me up. I waited for half an hour but no one came. Sighing, I checked my phone to see if there would be messages but disappointingly there was none. Scowling I shoved my phone into my pocket realising it was probably his way of dumping me. I rested my head on the windowsill and daydreamed sadly until I fell into a dreamless sleep. I woke up a bit alarmed, my ears picked up the sound of a car pulling up in my driveway. I wandered over to the door, glad Jake, or at least I thought it was him, has finally showed up. "Hiya" I exclaim opening my front door. I peered round put saw no one...huh? I thought. "crap!" I managed to utter before my voice became muffled as something had managed to quickly put a blind fold over my blue eyes and seemingly gaged me! Damn my slow reactions! I let out a small muffled cry as the attacker yanked my hair and pulled me into what I reckon is a car. "There's no use crying for help, your coming with me." 'His' low goat like voice was the last thing I heard before I blacked out... <><><><><><><><><><><><><><> I know it failed but please be a bit nice with comment Grateful for constructive criticism
I woke up tired about to fall back to sleep when it came back to me what had happened last night. I tightened my eyelids, not really sure what I was going to see before releasing them to find myself in a room. I rubbed my eye lids still a bit sleepy absorbing the rooms appearance. It had a tall white wall which went up as far as I could see and was scattered with shimmering candles on the rough wooden floor.Shuddering, I got off the only piece of furniture, a mattress, and looked around for a way of escape.There was only a boarded up window and a metal door covered in heavy rusty chains with a shiny new looking padlock on the middle. Realising it was useless I screeched , I'm well known for my cat like screech, in the hope that 'Goat-man' might help me, probably not though. I waited for a moment before sinking down onto the springy mattress wondering what on earth I would do... ------------------------------- Sorry it's short
Sorry I'm going out but I'll do it when back and give you mini update now <><><><><><><><><><><><><><> After falling back into an uneasy sleep I awoke to the sound of the door rattling "Where's my key?" Came the growling voice of the 'goat man' from what I think is yesterday. A shiver ran up my spine, he definitely didn't sound like he was planing on rescuing me! I backed into the corner of the mattress and curled up into a ball, scared. Eventually after much cursing the door burst open by an angry looking middle aged man. He had short browny grey hair and a hug fat face. His eyes were a deep shade of red, enough to scare the hell out of anyone. His mouth curled into a twisted smile...and his weight! He looked like a pig! And smelt like one too. "Oi you!" He snarled harshly "come with me!"