Rosa stuggled but the ropes seemed to get tighter as she did.The restraints where digging into her skin drawing blood that trickled down her wrists and dripped off her fingertips.
Though she felt pain she never gave up.Crying from help was simpley ignored and the struggling was taking it out of her and the pain was growing worse.
She sat there.Not knowing what to do but sit...and wait.
[ July 19, 2002: Message edited by: Rosa_Baggins ]
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