I Shouldn't Have…

I shouldn't have gone to the bar. If I had stayed home like I was supposed to, none of this would have happened. I would be curled up on the couch watching Barney with my three year old sister waiting for her to fall asleep so I could change it to something else.

I shouldn't have listened to my friends. If I had listened to my parents and ignored their drunken pleas, none of this would have happened. I would have downed cherry colas till midnight, and then fallen asleep half-sprawled off my bed right now.

Instead, I did go to the bar. I did listen to my friends. And now I'm bound spread-eagle to a bed, gagged and blindfolded. Now I'm waiting for the psychotic kidnapper/rapist to come back and strip me and finish the job.

I really wish I hadn't gone to that bar.

(A.N: This is a really crappy opening. Really short, too. Ah, well, it is my first time trying something like this. R&R, please!!)