Sunday, February 25, 2007

Trapped and Puzzeled

She awoke with no knowledge of where she was. She blinked her eyes rapidly hoping that would help. But it did not. She tried to sit up but realized almost immediately that she could not. Her arms were chained to the bed on which she was laying. What the heck was happing? The last thing she remembered was the sound of her students leaving the classroom at the end of the day. She had gone to the window to look out on the playground and there was a loud banging sound then nothing. Everything after that was dark. What had happened and who would do this to her. Over the next few years she tried to figure out how she had come to be trapped in this dark place chained to a bed. She heard voices outside her cell often but when she screamed for help none ever came. It was a puzzle she feared she would never solve and slowly she came to accept her imprisonment.


The Nurse was checking her vitals when her mother walked into the room. “How is she doing today?” her mother asked. “She is the same, Mrs. Thompson. No change, she is still in a coma.” the Nurse replied.

4 comments:

Jacqui said...

Not sure what to say, other than
"please kill me" This has one of people's most dreaded fears. Even if you believed in God (I do/don't)you would be lying there, thinking why, what I have done to deserve this limbo, how can I redeem myself, what actions can I take?

Unknown said...

Creepy.

gautami tripathy said...

Very scary this feeling of being trapped.

Release is preferable to this.

Anonymous said...

A) Have you been watching Days of Our Lives?

B) I've been working on a piece of fiction that involves a woman sort of blacking out in a classroom. Weird.

C) I might need to borrow that book.

D) Her mom did it, right?