THE SCAR THAT NEVER BLED

|MONSTER|

After God knows how long I wake up not even remembering that I passed out. I thought it was a dream but unfortunately no it was real.

The grabber got me.

My vision was still shit but I could make out figures. I was in the back of the Van while it was still driving. I couldn't't have been passed out long because it was still light out

I looked around me and noticed a bicycle. It had a little Bell and a basket filled with newspapers. Billy Showalter was kidnapped while delivering newspapers this had to be his bike.

I flipped over and looked up. I saw the grabber but of course blurred. He was driving. I thought about sneaking up there and taking the wheel from him but no way I could when the driver seat and the passenger was separated by a metal barrier

Suddenly the Van came to a stop. I immediately sat back down and pretended I was till knocked out from the gas. I heard a garage door close and taps from footsteps. The doors opened and I could only imagine the grabber standing right infront. I felt hands touch my ankles as he pulled me towards him until he threw me over his shoulder.

He opened a door and then went down a flight of stairs. I suddenly got greeted with a putrid smell worst then anything I've ever smelled before I could tell I made it to the basement . I got slammed against a soft yet rough mattress.

I sighed staring up at the tall grey boring ceiling cutting me off from the outside word. Despise just waking up I was exhausted..like a time where you could've sleep and kept waking up over and over again.

I looked around the room I was in.the room walls were a dark grey color, which was chipped off the wall. There were 2 pipes above me.One rusted. One completely to be looked brand new. Suddenly a bright light shined in the room. Which shined down on my glossy eyes. It was a window. Not a big one but big enough to climb out of

A tear droplet fell from my eye suddenly and i felt extreme pain, it was worse than any kind of pain I've experienced worse than the pain in my legs. My vision soon got a mix of blue and green even yellow. It was like looking through a glass sprite bottle.i rubbed my eyes with my palms but that just made it worse. I squealed out in pain, seconds later my throat started to dry out. I felt like I was dying. Being tortured by the devil himself.

But I knew I had to be strong. Vance would've want that. But the thing I wanted more than most was to be with him. The mattress had a sheet,a orange and white striped sheet. But it so dirty the orange looked more like a brown.

With more tears escaping the ducts.my head rests. I closed my eyes,it was the only thing I could do to make the pain tolerable.

I didn't know who I was, hell I didn't even know who I was. I felt stupid. A stupid 14th year old kid. I've been 14 for a month I didn't want to spend my 14 age like this. I didn't want to remember for decades I would be one of the children who was kidnapped by the Grabber, that is if i make it out alive. I wasn't too sure.
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I suddenly woke up with a loud clap I jumped up and opened my eyes. I saw the grabber right in front of my face. I yelped out and screamed,I quickly backed up away from him and to the wall behind me. I put my legs up to my chest. I looked down at them confused..