Trapped in the Attic

Trapped in the Attic (Part 3)

Dang it! I can hear my mommy again. Why hasn’t she come to get me yet? “Mommy! Mom! Mother!” I keep yelling for her but she isn’t responding.

I heard her say my name so I know that she’s talking about me. “I’m in here, Mom! I’m trapped in the attic again!” I can’t scream any louder than I already am. I get up from the floor to pound on the door, but I’m too late because I can hear her footsteps getting faint. Maybe she will find me next time.

Who knows how long I’m going to be in this attic. I guess I will continue to reminisce until mommy finds me. I go over to some boxes in the corner because I see some white lace sticking out and want to know what it is. As I pull it out of the box, I see that it’s a wedding veil and wedding dress. I can’t remember anyone getting married so I don’t know who it belongs to.

I think I was going to get married before. I can’t remember. Maybe I just had a boyfriend. Holding this wedding dress in my hand is bringing back a few memories. I had a fiancé, not just a boyfriend. But I messed it up some kind of way. Yeah, I had one too many episodes for him. I feel bad when it happens. The last time, he left me because I rammed his car with mine. If only he could understand what goes on in my mind. I will find somebody one day that will.

So this was supposed to be my wedding dress, I think. Maybe I will be able to wear it one day. Or maybe I should really just stay by myself. My mommy does well taking care of me. She understands when I have episodes. They aren’t all extremely bad. I have to admit that I do get out of hand sometimes. That is when I end up in the attic. This is my safe place; a place where I don’t have to worry about anything except how and when I’m getting out.

Time seems to stand still when I’m in the attic. It’s when I get out that I realize how much time has really passed. My mommy says that she hopes I stop taking trips to the attic. She is afraid that she won’t be able to find me one day. I don’t know why if she already knows where I am. She worries too much. This may be my last trip to the attic just for her sake.

There is a man outside of the attic door. I can’t tell who he is talking to, but I can hear him say, “She may not be coming out of this one. It was pretty bad this time. We need to talk about possibly making other arrangements.”

What arrangements is he talking about? Who is he talking about? Someone must be seriously doing badly. Why is this man even talking outside of my door and where is my mommy? I’m not liking this at all!

“Someone come help me! Get me out of here!” Why is it that I can hear everybody but no one can hear me? I can’t pound on this door any harder than I am already.

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Get into Trapped in the Attic (Parts 1-2) HERE.

Written by Dani Powell, RM Entertainment Original Story Contributor

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