TORTURE PART 1
Smoke. Fire. Gun shots. Screams. I walk through the whole place trying to find a way out. I can’t stop choking. Where are my parents? When I go through a door I hear another gun shot. Blood. A man with a gun ran through the door. I think he shot that person. I can’t be sure though. Suddenly the man runs after me. I want to scream, but I can’t. I must keep coughing. I look behind my shoulder. The man is still running after me. I start to feel dizzy. Everything’s blury. I can’t hear anything properly. The gun shots are very faint. There’s just a blur all around me. I collapse.
Where am I. I wake up in a bed with a fluffy blanket. I am oblivious to were I am. Except I must be on a boat. I can hear waves and feel the boat swaying from side to side. Then I hear footsteps. I’m not here alone. Then again, how else would I have ended up here. I see the man that was chasing me. He was trying to save me!
“Are you ok?” the man said, in a deep voice. He had long blond hair; it was tucked back in a pony tail. He was wearing a black top and black trouers. His boots were dark brown. He looked awfully familiar now that I could see him cleary.
“Yes,” I said.
“Do you know me.” I shook my head. “I’m your brother.”
“ Luke? We thought you were dead. Were are we goi-“
The boat shook. It was sinking...
by Kimberley
Smoke. Fire. Gun shots. Screams. I walk through the whole place trying to find a way out. I can’t stop choking. Where are my parents? When I go through a door I hear another gun shot. Blood. A man with a gun ran through the door. I think he shot that person. I can’t be sure though. Suddenly the man runs after me. I want to scream, but I can’t. I must keep coughing. I look behind my shoulder. The man is still running after me. I start to feel dizzy. Everything’s blury. I can’t hear anything properly. The gun shots are very faint. There’s just a blur all around me. I collapse.
Where am I. I wake up in a bed with a fluffy blanket. I am oblivious to were I am. Except I must be on a boat. I can hear waves and feel the boat swaying from side to side. Then I hear footsteps. I’m not here alone. Then again, how else would I have ended up here. I see the man that was chasing me. He was trying to save me!
“Are you ok?” the man said, in a deep voice. He had long blond hair; it was tucked back in a pony tail. He was wearing a black top and black trouers. His boots were dark brown. He looked awfully familiar now that I could see him cleary.
“Yes,” I said.
“Do you know me.” I shook my head. “I’m your brother.”
“ Luke? We thought you were dead. Were are we goi-“
The boat shook. It was sinking...
by Kimberley