"I am so screwed," I whisper to myself.
The person who had taken me is quiet and I decide to stay quiet too. I don't think if I scream it will help anything. Told you, when you have been kidnapped or taken by force and you are tied up in an unknown room, don't scream because it won't help anything.
The person who had taken you is not that stupid to bring you to a place where you can scream and be heard by the outside world. So if you scream it will be a waste of air from your lungs.
I breathe in and then out, and trust me as much as I am giving you this lesson I feel like I should scream at the top of my lungs and ask for help it is like my mind tells me something else while my mouth is asking me to scream bloody murder.
You understand how the human body parts work differently sometimes right? Well, that is how I am feeling right now, my heart, my head, and my mouth want to do different things
