The door was locked

Tamara pulled and pulled the door handle again and again but it wouldn't move. It was locked. She then began banging on the door yelling and pleading helplessly to be let back in but she received no reply.

" That bitch! She locked me out!" Tamara muttered angrily to herself. Why would she do this to me? I thought she was my friend! Tamara wondered to herself while covering herself with her hands.

Tamara then looked anxiously for another way in as the crowd from the path stood taking photos and making videos of her on their phones with lustful delight.

" FUCK! FUCK! FUCK!" Tamara exclaimed frustratedly as she walked around the garden, looking up at the house, looking for an open window or anything to give her entry.

As time passed Tamara began to panic and become extremely worried, the footpath was getting busier and the news of a naked girl parading around in a garden was travelling fast around the neighbourhood.

Without thinking and without covering up Tamara quickly ran to the front of the house and tried to get in. It too was locked.

" FUCK! What am I gonna do now?!" she wondered. Then it got worse....