Anna

I woke up feeling sore. I feel like my head is so light. It's dark,I'm in a dark room. Wait a minute,room? Last time I remember I was in the woods. I immediately shot up from where I was laying. The so called room is small.

The window is a small square shape. There's no bed at all,I was laying on the ground all along. This room s really small. Come to think of it,I don't really think this is a room. I mean it's too small for a room,there's no bed and no bathroom.

Where am I? Am I in a dungeon? I think I am. Who caught me? Is it the wolves? No,I don't think so,why would they keep me in here? If it's not the wolves,who could it be? The door suddenly opens and I can see that I really am in a dungeon.

It's like a prison. A guy enters the room,he shot a look at me. A look that makes me shivers. He looks really pale,almost dead. Does zombie exists? No,I don't think so. Is he going to hurt me? He enters my dungeon and stares at me.

Can he stop staring at me? It's really scary. I've never receive stares before and I don't want to. I feel disturbed. He approach me. I step back,please don't hurt me. I want to say it,but I feel a lump in throat,I can't say it.

He squat down to my eye level and stare at me. Can he stop that? It's really disturbing.

"What do you want?" I manage to whisper. I avoid eye contact with him

"What I want? Nothing" he touch my hair. I want to fight,but I'm too weak to move. I hate being weak and frail. Before he can touch my hair again,I stop him. I push his hand and I receive the same feeling,electricity flows throug