Never Fear.

By Anna Garthwaite | Posted: Thursday November 10, 2016

By Maia

Everything was still. The yellow light from the hallway stains the floor through the gap in the door, and I can just make out the shadow from the corner of my eye. Suddenly I hear a noise. Someone is coming down the hall. Their slow, heavy footsteps echo down the hallway. I freeze, a cold sweat breaking out on my forehead. All I can hear is my blood pounding in my ears. My eyes are squeezed shut, terrified the footsteps would stop by my door.. The door handle turns slowly and all I see is a dark shadowy figure blocking out the light before the world fades in shadow.

My back cries out in pain as I rub my eyes and my blurry vision comes into focus. Blackness surrounds me and I can’t see more than 50cm in front of me. I stretch my arm out and it collides with a wooden crate. The whole room rocks and I suddenly come to my senses, realising that I’m stuck IN a crate. My worst fear clouds my mind - claustrophobia. I thrash around, yelling for help, and the crate topples over and bobs around until I'm left lying face up, defenseless.

Minutes pass. I'm curled up in a corner, my face wet with tears. Something moves outside and I look up, my head banging into the roof. I suddenly wondered how long I had been here. There it is again, but this time the whole crate moves and water starts leaking in through a small crack under my feet. “Help! Help!” I yell, my fists pounding on the crate, but all my hope is gone, lost. I’m stuck here forever. The water is now up to my knees and I am sure there is no way out of this terrible nightmare………

I feel around not wanting to open my eyes. My hands are greeted with the warmth of my bed and I jolt up blinking, I take short, agitated breaths and my heart wanting to leap out of my chest