Essay writing kidnap

My body was screaming out in agony as I tried to twist away, but all that happened was more pain. A blond haired man with a huge freckle of his chin forced me to sit with my back against the cargo door. Not too far away was the door that was used for exiting the plane. It had a simple red handled lever that was used to open the door.

One evening, I was alone at home, when a smartly dressed couple knocked on my door. The woman smiled and asked me if she could see my parents. I told her that they had gone out but would be back soon. I invited them into the house.I was surprised when they suddenly grabbed me.

I lay there for a moment thinking over what had happened today or yesterday. Bike riding with my friends, kidnapped, drugged, woke up in a plane, forced to jump and now, apparently, prey in the middle of the Australian desert. I dragged myself up and dropped the parachute on the ground.

My stomach turned as took a defensive crouch, ready to pounce at any given moment. With my torch sealed between the fingers of my left hand and a keg camouflaged bag on my back, I attempted to mentally Stop and fight all my instincts which were telling me to run and retreat.