The Trails Run Frail
My hands are held tight to my back. Heart...pulsing. I mean to scream but a cloth is thrust into my mouth and forced back into my throat. My screams muffled by fabric and storm. Kicking my feet, but I can't hit anything. Eyes...tearing. I'm choking. I struggle with my shoulders but the person wraps his arms around me tight. I feel him with my ankle and try to kick. But he squeezes my arms back.Crack.My arm...broken. I scream. I think I scream. I did. But I can't hear it. Anyone? HEAR ME SCREAM. PLEASE!! I cry, I know I cry. PLEASE!!A cold touch is pressed on my pulsing neck. I can't see anything. I'm choking. My arm. Please...let me go.A face draws close to my ear. The faintest whisper. I hear it in the silence of my own screams."Shhh.....…