Do You Know what It Feels Like to Be Trapped? The Opening of a Book which Will Keep the Reader Interested and Want to Know what Is Going on

As I crouched in the gloomy corner, I peered around me. Although the room was extremely bright it did not help my mood. The vivid green walls were closing in around me, preventing me from breathing. I gasped and squeezed my purple knees up against my heaving chest. The colours were swirling around in front of me making me dizzy and nauseous. I had once thought of this death trap as a safe house but now it was more of a jail, the windows may as well be barred and a padlock be put on the door. I used to flee to my room to take refuge from that crazed woman.…