Pets

Dark haired girl (Charlie)

I met her after I was abducted. They threw me in a barred cage full of other girls after the rough van ride. There were about 6 of us all together. Most of them were crying and some were still screaming. There was one girl sitting on the floor with her legs curled close to her body and her arms wrapped around herself. All you saw was her pretty black hair covering her where she buried her head in her tightly squeezed little ball.

She was visibly shaking, but I don't think anyone of us wasn't shaking. I was still trying to figure things out. I'm pretty sure I'm in shock, or possible still drugged a little. My eyes are so wide they may pop out of my head. My shaking has gotten so bad that my legs can't seem to hold me up any longer. I have to sit down.

I am done crying for now, and I am done screaming. It didn't help anyways. It was too late. All the fighting and screaming got you beat up. Maybe we can find a way to get out but so far the situation is hopeless. I fought a lot when I first woke up somewhere strange. I kicked, screamed, cried, and thrashed wildly. All it did was get me smacked around and drugged again.

I sit next to the black haired girl and she looks at me from under her hair. She sees the bruising on my face and how pale I am. I look at her and see sadness and defeat in her dark gray eyes. She lifts one of her arms and wraps it around me. I grabbed onto her like my life, and sanity depended on it. We hold each other cause we know we are in a lot of trouble. We are about to be taken to another secret place where they will do God knows what to us. So far we have only been manhandled, smacked around, and yelled at.

For a day we sat in that cage. Two other girls arrived screaming and crying the next morning. Then later that night we were gathered up and transported to a big truck. On the walls of it there were handcuffs spread out evenly. They load us up the ramp into the trailer like fucking cattle. There is no talking except for a barked order now and then. The girls before us were separated and each handcuffed. When they got to me and my black haired friend we refused to be separated. So they forcibly remove us from each other. I was hit in the back of the head and she was hit in the side.

When I came to we were across from each other. I wasn't sure how long I was out, but I knew we were moving now. I couldn't lean my head back because of the bump on it. I got dizzy and nauseous if I laid my head forward. None of the girls spoke, but there was a lot of whimpering. Most of them were sleeping or staring into space also. But me and my black hair friend just stared at each other. I tried to smile at her because she looked worried. I had an overwhelming urge to comfort her. It was weak, but it got my point across. She smiled back with tears, and fear filled eyes.

It seemed like we were on the truck for well over 24 hours, but I have no idea. We stopped and found ourselves at a dock. There was a good size ship in front of us. I don't have a lot of boat knowledge, So I was comparing it to the fancy boat that my parents' friend had. I had only been on it once and it was on a lake not ocean. I'm pretty sure this is the ocean because I smell salt in the air. They took us out of the hand cuffs, and zip tied us all together in a line. The men herded us up the ramp onto the boat. It looked like a nice boat. Until they led us down a small set of stairs. I guess it's the 'below deck' area where we entered a very small kitchen and sitting area. Then just past that was a small door that stood open showing a small bedroom.

The guards pressed on the walls of the bedroom and a panel popped open. The walls were hollowed out just enough for us to squeeze in. They started shoving us in there. The way you went in was the way you were stuck. There was no room to move or adjust your body. We were all pushed together as close as possible. The tighter we were packed the less movement we made.

They shut the panel after we were all packed in. It was pitch black nothing could be seen. It is hot with all of us stacked together and no air movement. You could hear the boat creak and the waves hit up against it. We hear the boat start up, and we start to move. It is choppy, and we are bouncing off of each other. One girl gets sick. You know she and the girl she is facing are wearing her vomit. The only thing keeping everyone from getting sick is the lack of food and water. The puke girl is crying and whispering how sorry she is. No one answers.