Chapter 37

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     I wanted to run, fight, and scream, but I couldn't do anything. He reached up and grabbed me by throat and threw  me in the bed of the pickup truck. He grabbed some rope and tied my hands to each other did my feet the same. It looked like he had prepared for this night. He shoved my head back and in one fatal blow I went unconscious.
       I woke up to see nothing, all I saw was absolute black. I looked around and when my eyes came into focus I looked around to see shadows of large black leafless trees. My mouth was still covered and my hands and feet still tied   my head hurt slightly but I was getting used to it by now. I was extremely cold and I realized my jacket was gone and my boots and socks were gone. My shirt was soaked with water and my sweats were ripped and virtuously useless. My teeth were chattering and I knew if I wasn't dry soon I would get hypothermia. It was probably only ten degrees Fahrenheit and being drenched in water and barely dressed probably wasn't a good thing. I looked around to see my "dad" was no where in site. He practically left me here to die.
       I thought about freeing myself, but I hesitated. No one has time for me so why try to live? I could just live out my days in the woods or end the pain here?    I decided to take a day at a time and try to get free. I decided to bounce to my feet despite my weak state. It was incredibly difficult but I finally got up. I bounced to the nearest tree and hooked the ropes on my hands on the lowest tree and moved my hand back and fourth until I frayed the rope enough to break. Then I untied the cloth on my mouth then the ropes on my feet. I was free but I was so cold I could barely move. I started jogging back to Mr. Morris' house, I didn't care if he couldn't take care of me with Jane. I was on the verge of getting hypothermia.
     I found myself slowing my jogging and my body started to freeze up. I couldn't seem to run. I continued walking and I looked down at my hands. My hands were a shade of purple I had never seen on my own skin. I took a few more steps towards Mr. Morris' house and I felt my head go light. Then I blacked out. 

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