Jay. That's it. Jay. I'm different. I have 3 other siblings and live in a basement. They only give us ⅛ ounces of water and ¾ ounces of food. You might think we're starving. Our owners think we're obese. I'm the smallest one of all. I'm 14 years old, and weigh 62 pounds. I'm unhealthy. I weigh to less. I ask them to feed us more, instead they feed us less. Instead, I weigh 38 pounds. I'm scared to death Naomi and Ursula say that if I don't gain weight soon, I'll be a corpse on the basement floor, right in the corner.
Every day there are men and woman who come down and take us from our rooms and do terrible things to us. They say we're beaytiful people and have amazing bodies, but how can they say that when we're starving to death?
The last man who came to take me, Mr.De Yang, did those terrible things to me and told me not to tell his wife. He went in and out of my body. He scared me when he said I tasted good. Is he eating me?
Olly said that this is called sex. It scarers me. He told me a story of a girl who's name was Jasmine. Jasmine was popular with the men. One day she caught a thing called morning sickness that was the start to a thing called pregnancy. 9 months after she got pregnant, the owners found her in labor, took her upstairs and she never came back. 8 years later, they took me down stairs and locked me down there. That 8 year old's name was Jay. I'm Jasmine's daughter, and Jasmine is my mother. 8 weeks later a bunch of bones were put down stairs. The owners said that if any of the woman caught pregnancy, they were being cremated.
Me and Olly are close. Olly said he loves me with all his heart. One day when everyone was sleep except for me and Olly, he told me we should practice so our customers would be more satisfied. 3 weeks after we practice, I became sick.
Jay
