The Title is Absent
The Grab
My heart was preparing to burst through my ribs when the ends of the ladder took a hard slam against the tiles. The slam was hard enough to make it shake, and it only made my head take a long, rolling spin. It didn’t take long for my vision to blur; my body must have taken the wrong signs for my desired state, as it was urging me to rest. But I wasn’t going to give in that easily.
Blinking, I dragged myself forward to keep the tips of my bare toes touching the cold surface of the tile in front of me, just in case I had to use each fiber in my body to run. Through the water colored world I could see, a picture-like frame of a buff, yet bulky, man carry himself step by step down that metal ladder. The very same ladder I dreaded, and I didn’t know why.
‘Oh god…he’s gonna kill me. He’s gonna kill me!’
As those very thoughts branched out inside of my brain, a familiar whimper whisked itself into my ear sockets. It was Anna. Oh dear god…
It wasn’t too long before I fell to the floor. Wincing, I managed to throw up before slowly entering my century-worth daze, unable to fight against the heated hands of a stranger grabbing the bruises of my shoulders.
Blinking, I dragged myself forward to keep the tips of my bare toes touching the cold surface of the tile in front of me, just in case I had to use each fiber in my body to run. Through the water colored world I could see, a picture-like frame of a buff, yet bulky, man carry himself step by step down that metal ladder. The very same ladder I dreaded, and I didn’t know why.
‘Oh god…he’s gonna kill me. He’s gonna kill me!’
As those very thoughts branched out inside of my brain, a familiar whimper whisked itself into my ear sockets. It was Anna. Oh dear god…
It wasn’t too long before I fell to the floor. Wincing, I managed to throw up before slowly entering my century-worth daze, unable to fight against the heated hands of a stranger grabbing the bruises of my shoulders.