The House:
I sat gagged, blindfolded & bound to a chair in the middle of some room. I heard people talking all around me, but all I felt was pain. The blood was slowly seeping through my shirt and down my arm. The gun had gone off while I was trying to escape. Now I wished I had never tried. I wished I had stayed home from school today, wished everything was different, wished everything could go back to the way it was. He said I was worth at least $650,000 dollars. I needed my inhaler, I couldn't breathe. I started rocking back and forth to get there attention. Someone came over to me & ripped the tape from my mouth.
"What do you want?" a ruff voice asked me.
"I
need my inhaler. I can't breathe. It's in the front pocket of my
backpack. Please let me use it. I promise I won't try to escape
again. I just…I just can't breathe."
"Alright, stop
talking and I'll let you have your inhaler."
He grabbed my backpack and rummaged through the front pocket. Finding the inhaler, he untied one of my arms & took the blindfold off. He gave me the inhaler and told me that I wouldn't be getting out alive now that I had seen his face. I nodded and put the inhaler into my mouth and inhaled. I inhaled two more times before I was able to breathe better.
The man turned the TV on and I saw my mothers face pop onto the screen. My mother pleaded for my safe return and to who ever had me to release me because of my asthma. If I had an attack, the inhalers wouldn't help because my medicine for that was insulin and I didn't have that with me. He turned the channel to some cartoons and left after making sure I couldn't get away. He would try to call my mother to tell her about the RANSOM money.