When I wake up, I'm on a mattress somewhere
I don't know where I am.
I don't know how I got here
Then it hits me.
I remember?!
I slowly sit up and my head hurts.
I remember the kick was full of force.
I feel a bump on my head and I know that I've bled since there's blood on the pillow.
Where the fuck am I?!
My uniform is still itchy but that's the last of my worries.
I am shaking.
I am screaming for help but nobody can hear me
I must be in a basement?
I don't see any light or hear any noise.
No train noise, no birds.
Nothing.
I am sitting down now since I was tired of screaming
I sit here rocking myself back and forth.
Suddenly the door opens.
The man that took me appears
I curl up in a ball and I shake with fear.
He smells of coffee which is weird
I noticed that before he took me
"Hey beautiful."
"Who are you?"
"You must be hungry."
"Answer me?! LET ME GO?!"
I comment as I get up and run
He drops the plate and grabs my hair.
He yanks me back by it.
"LOOK WHAT YOU MADE ME DO?! You think you're so smart huh?!"
"P-please just let me go."
I start to cry as I am still being yanked by my hair.
He makes me sweep the plate and food up.
The plate wasn't even broken
I stare at him
"I'm not making you more food. You act badly and that's what you get young lady."
He slams the door
I am so confused.
Why did he not answer my question?
I don't register him as a friend or any person I know.
Who is he and why does he know me?!
Hopefully my parents are worried.
They know I wouldn't just run away.
Don't they?
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Kidnapped
General Fiction12 year old Estelle Wilson is kidnapped while walking home from school.She often is in little space due to past trauma. Will she ever escape or will she be trapped forever?