Pregnant?

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I started each day in that hell by throwing up in the nasty toilet. I wasn't sure what was wrong with me, but my stomach was always hurting.

I would then go to the dumb waiter in the main room and get my food for the day. Usually it was bread and a slab of unidentifiable meat that I had to turn into my meals for the day. I never knew what time it was each day, and I just judged it based on when the food came.

After maybe 6 days of this, I became depressed. I sat on my mattress all day, hugging my tummy. Even worse, my period had never come. I worried that I might be pregnant.

I found a sheet of ripped paper and I used juices from the meat to write a note.

Pregnancy test- please

I put it in the dumb waiter and waited for him to haul it up. About an hour later it was brought up. I went to sleep, and I woke up to the sound of something being dropped down the shaft of the dumb waiter. I went over and it was a pregnancy test! I peed on the stick waited-

One line appeared.
Yay!
But then, the bar continued to fill, and I saw very clearly, two lines.

Feeling overwhelmed, I sat down on the bed. Suddenly, I could hear footsteps coming down the stairs into the basement. I was face to face with my captor.

"So, Elle, are you pregnant?" he said in a low voice.

"Yes..." I whispered softly.

His reaction was not what I expected it to be, which was cold and mean. Rather, he seemed happy, as if he could even be happy with himself after kidnapping a teenage girl. I wondered what he thought would happen to him after he let me go. As if I wasn't going to the police the second I got out of here. Sure.

It was then that I realized he probably wasn't going to let me go. I would grow old and die in this place.

I fainted.

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Sorry that was really short but I'm not going to publish any other chapters until I'm sure that people actually want to read this story.

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