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I looked at my mom's dead corpse once more and went back into the closet and closed the door.

I walked out the closet door to see Jermaine just sitting on the bed staring at me.

"Find what you're looking for" He said.

"Your sick!" I yelled and ran up the stairs to the door.

"Goodluck getting out" He laughed.

I tried to open the door but he locked us in.

I continued banging the door but it wouldn't budge.

I started getting frustrated.

When I get frustrated I cry.

I don't cry because I'm sad they're tears of anger and irritation.

"Let me leave! Please" I cried.

I slid down the door and put my head in my arms and cried.

I felt him walk over to me and try and comfort me.

"I took you because I love you" He said.

"I don't even know you" I cried harder.

"But I know you" He said.

"You killed my mom , you ruined my life , my families life!" I yelled.

"You ruined my life!" I screamed crying.

"I don't have a mother because of you" I cried hitting his chest.

"I didn't kill her" He said.

"Your sick!" I yelled.

He picked me up and layed me in the bed.

I got up and ran away from him.

I'm getting out of here one way or another.

"Anicee I don't want to hit you but your really pushing my buttons!" He said in a stern voice.

"Idgaf!" I yelled.

He then tried to tackle me but I moved and he fell and hit his head on the metal floor.

He'll be out for a good hour.

I searched his pockets until I found the key.

I hurried and ran upstairs and unlocked the basement door.

I locked him inside.

I searched his house.

It was so creepy.

I finally found a house phone.

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"9-1-1 how can we assist you" A lady spoke.

"I've been kidnapped" I said.

"Are you okay?!" She asked.

"I'm fine , I just need the police her now" I said.

"The police are on there way , where is your kidnapper at" She said.

"I locked him inside the basement" I said.

"Okay sweety just get out the house" She said.

I heard police syrons and ran outside the house.

"He's in the basement" I cried.

The police faded the house and a detective stayed and talked to me.

"You cold sweety" She said.

I nodded and she gave me a blanket.

"Don't worry honey that son of a bitch will be going to jail for life" She said.

The police came out the house but Jermaine wasn't with them.

"Where is he?!?!!" I yelled.

























































"He's gone"

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