" Get the damn bread you dumb bitch" yelled the man to Isabelle. She hesitated but took it and ran to a corner. The line keep going , all the girls looking towards the floor. I could only stare at the man, how could someone be so damn stupid. When he handed me the bread I kept staring at him, he raised his hand in effort to make me flinch but I didn't move a muscle. He lowered his hand and looked away. I took the tasteless bread and walked to Isabella. She was picking at the bread but she drank all the water, she looked up at me. Poor Isabelle, she looked so pale and skinny. I decided to give her my water, she didn't hesitate to drink this time.
I started to eat the bread when suddenly I heard screaming from outside the door. I got up immediately and made my way to the door. The men that were supposed to be on guard where no where in sight. I crouched my way through the door , down the dark hallway. As I walked I kept stepping into something mushy and moist. I looked down but I couldn't make out what it was. I kept going as I placed my ear in every door until I heard the scream again. The screams got more intense. I started to run to the end of the hallway, I opened the door to my right. What I saw sent chills down my back, my heart sank to my feet. It was 306 .
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Escape
HorrorAfter living most of her life in child prostitution, she finally finds her break. But it doesn't come easy.