Kidnapped
My aching eyes masked
by a single piece of prickly fabric
Encircled by a strange
yet familiar smell
My stiff arms were immovable,
as were my numb legs as I
sat upright in a supposed chair
wrapped up in more itchy material
Hearing faint footsteps of squeaky shoes echoing
A room I was entrapped in
Paper was been shuffled and crunched
Detecting urgency in this person’s hastened actions
as the footsteps approached
getting louder with each step
I felt my bare toes move on
the soft pavement below me,
where my feet were also bound
I felt my heart beat accelerate
There was no escape
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