At that very moment all I could think about was getting out of there. He left the room so I thought it would be the perfect opportunity to try. I began to move the chair back and forth while still watching my parents on tv. It didn't work so I had to think of a plan fast. I could feel myself becoming very sweaty and fatigued. I was starving. I haven't ate since I was kidnapped. I knew if I didn't escape soon, I would die of starvation. I just tried focusing. I then suddenly remembered how sweaty I was and that he tied me up with duct tape.
Since I was so slippery I tried slithering my way out of it. It worked. It took a lot of time, but I was free. My arms and legs were so bruised I could barely walk. I was so weak, but I was determined to get out of there. I needed to go home. I needed them to know I was going to be okay.
It was close to midnight and it was very dark in the house. It looked abandoned, so I knew no one would come looking for me there. As I walked down a long corridor I saw an exit sign. The floor was so old, it creaked. The door was too far away for me to just try to walk there, so I tried running. I must have been running really fast because the floor creeks were getting louder and louder. It was so loud I didn't even know he was walking behind me, watching me attempt to escape.
Again, he gave me another eerie look, clapped his hands and all of the lights in the house turned off. He then starts whistling and says " Let's play a game of hide and seek, if I catch you, I kill you".
You could tell from his voice that he was smiling. He begans walking, but all I could do was crawl and look in the direction of the door where I knew it to be. I was getting out of there alive. I just knew I wouldn't be so pretty at the end. After all, who wants to die on their 16th birthday.