A/N: Hey guys! I've had the idea of writing a story on wattpad for awhile but after talkiing to one of my friends, (they know who they are ;)) I was convinced. So anyway, this is my story. Keep in mind, I am 14 so don't expect some mind-blowing story or perfect wording or perfect grammar. Okay? Okay. Now without further ado, here's my story!
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I woke to the sound of a lock unlocking. Is it really this late? I turned my head to the digital clock on my nightstand to see that it read 10:30 am.
Breakfast.
"Here's your breakfast, Liz. Better eat it." said a deep voice. That voice belongs to the one and only Adam Storm, aka my 'father.' Couldn't tell you what he looks like.....I bet he's ugly though. I breifly saw him 5 years ago when I tried to escape. That obviously didn't go well.
"Yes Adam." I replied while rolling my eyes, even though he couldn't see me. I refuse to call him 'dad,' 'father,' or anything a daughter would call her male parent. "Daddy Dearest" over there is an evil little asshole who doesn't care about his child's well being. He wasn't always this way. I remember when he loved me...
"Watch the attitude, sweetheart, or say goodbye to your food," he said. I sighed to myself and picked up the food. My brekfast consists of a granola bar, a piece of toast, and a bottle of water. Way to be cheap Adam. I took a bite of the toast and cringed. Stale, burnt toast...great. Guess I'm not eating. I hid the granola bar and water for later. "I guess I'll get dressed." I mumbled. Adam was kind enough to buy me clothing....cheap, boring clothing but what can you do? I put on a pair of denim shorts and a light blue tank top. I found my light blue Converses and put them on. I went into my bathroom and straightened my hair. I did my make up which consisted of light eyeliner, mascara, and foundation. I guess I look presentable. Nobody is going to see me except my private teacher....I don't understand why I put so much effort into my outfit.
I walked to bed and sat down. I glanced at the clock seeing it was already 11:35 am. My eyes wandered to the picture frame beside my clock of my mother and I when I was 5. We both had huge smiles on our faces since it was my birthday.
"Oh Mom, why'd you have to leave me." I whispered to myself. I felt a tear slide down my cheek. "Why?!" My eyes felt filled with tears but I tried not to start sobbing It's been 10 years Liz. Get over it. But I know it's never going to hurt less.
I heard the locks once again. Shit. Mr. Windser is here. I wiped the few stray tears that escaped my eyes. When the door opened, I looked up. "Good morning Mr. Windser." I said with a fake smile.
"Morning." He replied. "Shall we get started?"--------------------------------------------------
Around 3:30 pm, he finally left. I then allowed the smile to leave my face. Thank God he's gone. I really hated that guy. I don't know why, but Adam hired a private teacher; I can't figure him out. But anyway, I appreciate that Mr. Windsor kept up with my education but he knows that I'm locked in this shed and he hasn't said anything to the police. I can hate him for that right?
Now that he is gone, I can finally work on my plan to escape this hell hole. I took out my notebook from under my bed and sat at my desk. I opened up it to the page with the checklist. I took out my bag and made sure everything was in it. Food? Check. Clothes? Check. Money? Check. Ah, that was a great day. When Adam was serving me food, he accidently slipped his wallet in with the tray. There was about $350 inside. Gotta thank him for being an idiot right? Anyway, plan? I searched through the bag looking for it and panicing because I couldn't find it. I started searching around but then I remembered where it is. I walked over and saw it right there in my notebook. I'm such an idiot. huh, I do take after Adam in only one way. I cringed at the thought of having something in common with him. I put my notebook inside my bag. I smiled to myself.
I'm escaping.
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A/N: Thank you for reading! Please let me know what you think and tell me if I should continue this story or not. Myabe there will be another chapter ;)
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Locked Away
Teen FictionElizabeth Storm lived a normal life with her parents until her mom passed away when she was 6. Her father ended up locking her inside the shed in their backyard for over 10 years and no one knew. But what will happen when she escapes? Gray Calderwoo...