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It was my worst nightmare. I was alone, in the dark, unsure where I was or how I’d ended up there.
It was hard to believe that only a few hours before I’d been lying on a beach in the hot sun with a large fruit punch cocktail in my hand, under a bright yellow umbrella, wearing my brand new orange polka dot bikini. I’d felt so pleased with myself. Who but me could have so easily won a competition for a holiday for all my family..? All I’d had to do was send a photo of myself, my house, my Mum and my Dad and pets, which these days was just my terrier, Danny, and my guinea pig, Dora.
“Why I deserve a sunny break with my folks”, the competition had been called, and I’d told them exactly why we deserved to win, in just thirty words. “Because my Dad lost his job and we’re broke; Mum’s worn out worrying and I’m going crazy cooped up in my bedroom with no pocket money and nothing to do”.
Only now, as I stretched out my hand and felt the cold concrete of what felt like some kind of underground bunker, did it start to dawn on me that the whole things might just be some horrible, terrifying scam...
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