What have I done with my life to deserve this? I'm stuck living on a cement floor in a cellar. With bars all around me, and people coughing and dying each day. There's so much to do in life in which, I will never be able to do again.
I have a faint memory of my parents. All I remember is when my mom gave me my stuffed rhino which I still have now. I don't remember what she looks like I just remember being handed the rhino. It's sit on my "stool" in my "room" well, cage, and it protects me from harm. (My mom told me that when I got it so I think it does) the rhino is covered in dirt (which is like my carpet) and its head falls to the side due to the fact of how old it is.
I miss everything.
"Miss" a deep voice declared.
"Y-yes" I stuttered.
"It's time to wake up. And stay up this time or there will be consequences" he warned.
I'm very afraid of him. He's like the "master" of the co. The building I'm in is in a big desert place and the building has hundreds of kidnapped people in any age suffering each day from the lack of food and water illness and I'm the strong one. Call me the alpha female. Well I'm still a little weak but out of all the people who have been stuck here, I'm the strongest. I have thick thighs and a thicker stomach than the rest. I will survive. I hope.
