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Trapped and Then Saved

I could'nt escape it, it had me trapped. I was screaming bloody muder, but noone could hear me, and if they did, why were'nt they helping me? Didn't they hear me screaming for help? Didn't they see the large knife, that was being held to my throat, he had me trapped, and I was screaming trying to get away from him, I finally got free, I ran, but he caught me, and gave me a small cut, I bled, and screamed, hot tears falling from my face, That is when he appeared the love of my life, he saved me, He killed him, and took the knife from him, and deposed it in the dumpster. "Why does a gut need a knife like that anyway?" "I have no Idea." I replied in a shaky voice. He pulled me in for a kiss, and said, "I'm never gonna let that happen again, baby doll." I felt relieved, to know that I didn't have to live in fear anymore, knowing that he was gone forever. Briana Lynn Minard(Pickett)

Copyright © | Year Posted 2011




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