coming from it so I had a good feeling about this. I reached out and barely touched it, then pulled my hand back swiftly. Nothing—no pain. I was okay . A smile began to spread across my face as I grabbed a hold of the cage door. It was locked—with a padlock. “Just lovely…” I cried out as I slid down the cage door until I was sitting on the cold concrete floor with my legs out in front of me. “Think, Hannah! THINK !” I lightly smacked myself in the forehead numerous times. I spun around on the floor until I was facing the chain link door again and I kicked the hell out of it. The bottom of the door connecting to the frame of it slightly bent out. Right then I knew if I kept kicking it hard enough I might be able to bend the chain link back off the frame enough for me to squeeze through. The only problem with this escape route was the fact that I was barefoot. But that didn’t stop me. Scooting closer to the door I reared back and put every ounce of anger into thrusting my legs against the door. A dozen thrusts later, the chain link flapped against the frame of the door. I was shaking with adrenaline as my feet ached in pain. Flipping onto my knees I crawled up to the door frame and began pushing with my hands. The opening wasn’t very big but it looked almost big enough for me to squeeze through.
My heart was knocking so rapidly within my chest I thought it was going to explode. Time was of the essence at this point , so taking a moment to calm down wasn’t an option. I held up the chain link with my right hand as I balanced my left arm on the floor outside the cage. I pushed my head through and turned around so I was facing the outside of the fence, as I slowly started pulling my legs through. The material of the pants he had put on me snagged on the gate, I was officially stuck hanging halfway out of the opening.
The bottom of the chain link was bluntly cut off and it was digging into my leg where I was attached to it by the material of my pants. Continually pulling at my leg for release, blood started seeping down it as pain shot up my shin. “No…No…No…” I whined as I pulled again until I heard the material rip . My legs then pulled through the opening. Falling back onto the cold floor I let out a sigh of happiness. But the moment was soon fleeting as I leaned forward to inspect my leg. The blood was coming rather fast, even though the cut didn’t look too awful. Grabbing the torn material on my pants I ripped a piece off to tie around the wound. The blood slowed after the material was in place. Getting to my feet I looked around frantically for a weapon. Not seeing anything right away I remembered the table on the side of the cage that was lined with syringes, different size knives, along with other items. Running around to the side of the cage I saw the table in the darkness. Almost falling onto the table I began feeling around on it…Nothing—it was empty !
“FUCK….FUCK NO…! Where are the syringes and knives…?” I was frantically pawing around the table and the floor. Holding onto the table for support , I felt around on the floor again—for something—anything, and then I saw the counter. A few feet away, above the small refrigerator was a counter covered with a sheet. I just knew something good had to be hidden under it. I sprinted over to the counter, ripped the sheet from it and found a couple knives thrown recklessly across it. Grabbing a good-sized knife, I kissed the blade and silently sent up a thankful prayer.
The rumble of a vehicle pulling up made me scream. I saw the headlights peeking through a far window and knew I had to act fast. I clasped my hands down on my mouth to try and hold back the sobs that were on the verge of breaking through. “Shit! Oh my god… Oh god!” running up to the side of the cage I pushed the knife and my hand through the chain link. Tossing it as hard as I could, it slid right up against the wall and slightly under the mattress. My mind
My heart was knocking so rapidly within my chest I thought it was going to explode. Time was of the essence at this point , so taking a moment to calm down wasn’t an option. I held up the chain link with my right hand as I balanced my left arm on the floor outside the cage. I pushed my head through and turned around so I was facing the outside of the fence, as I slowly started pulling my legs through. The material of the pants he had put on me snagged on the gate, I was officially stuck hanging halfway out of the opening.
The bottom of the chain link was bluntly cut off and it was digging into my leg where I was attached to it by the material of my pants. Continually pulling at my leg for release, blood started seeping down it as pain shot up my shin. “No…No…No…” I whined as I pulled again until I heard the material rip . My legs then pulled through the opening. Falling back onto the cold floor I let out a sigh of happiness. But the moment was soon fleeting as I leaned forward to inspect my leg. The blood was coming rather fast, even though the cut didn’t look too awful. Grabbing the torn material on my pants I ripped a piece off to tie around the wound. The blood slowed after the material was in place. Getting to my feet I looked around frantically for a weapon. Not seeing anything right away I remembered the table on the side of the cage that was lined with syringes, different size knives, along with other items. Running around to the side of the cage I saw the table in the darkness. Almost falling onto the table I began feeling around on it…Nothing—it was empty !
“FUCK….FUCK NO…! Where are the syringes and knives…?” I was frantically pawing around the table and the floor. Holding onto the table for support , I felt around on the floor again—for something—anything, and then I saw the counter. A few feet away, above the small refrigerator was a counter covered with a sheet. I just knew something good had to be hidden under it. I sprinted over to the counter, ripped the sheet from it and found a couple knives thrown recklessly across it. Grabbing a good-sized knife, I kissed the blade and silently sent up a thankful prayer.
The rumble of a vehicle pulling up made me scream. I saw the headlights peeking through a far window and knew I had to act fast. I clasped my hands down on my mouth to try and hold back the sobs that were on the verge of breaking through. “Shit! Oh my god… Oh god!” running up to the side of the cage I pushed the knife and my hand through the chain link. Tossing it as hard as I could, it slid right up against the wall and slightly under the mattress. My mind
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