Trapped

Im Juliet Hemmings. When i turned 16 i woke up in this hell hole. There are no windows or doors, no one gets in and no one gets out. Believe me I've tried, multiple times. But i have always failed.

The room is a dark grey colour, everywhere you turn you see grey. Im sick of it. The floor is a hard concrete so it is always cold. Theres a small letter box on the wall so that whoever has me locked up can give me food and water. A little room sits in the corner where the bathroom is, its not very pretty, but hey at least it works. An old mattress is perked on the floor in the corner of the main room. Its where i sleep, its not the most comfortable the springs stick into my back.

This is now my home, at least till i get out. I have been here since the 23rd April 1996 , that is when i turned 16. I don't know how long i have been here, it feels like i have been here all my life.

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Love you all
Chloe xx