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Kidnapped 10-12-93
I'm walking,
When suddenly three guys grab me from behind.
They pull my hands,
Behind my back,
Wrapping them, very tightly, with duct tape.
They are kidnapping me.
My eyes get blurry,
I panic.
Slowly, ever so slowly,
The brightly lit hallway,
Fades to an endless black sea of unconsciousness.
My head is swimming,
What happened?
Slowly, I open my stinging eyes,
Maple syrup sticks to my eyelashes,
Rotten eggs,
Pollute my nostrils.
I must stand! I must!!!!
Wobbly, unsure and unprotected,
I enter the standing world.
Suddenly, an eerie feeling,
Rushes up and down my legs,
And I once again leave,
This hateful world,
To my peaceful world of darkness.
Popularity! Ha!
Fading away isn't popular.
My room,
My sacred, safe place,
Isn't safe anymore.
I'm not safe,
Nobody's safe.
Written October 12,1993 for communications class (8th grade), an assignment about Freshman hazing.
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