Courtney's POV
*Before the funeral*
I flutter my eyes open. Whare am I? This isn't the hospital or my house or even the orpahage.
I sit up and look around. Yep never been here before in my life.
"Oh your up!" A women says in the door way.
I give her a confused look, "What? Oh right you don't know me. I'm Stacey." She says to me.
"Where am I? Are we still in Engeld? What day is it?" I ask
"Oh of course! We are the next town over from the boy's house. And it's Thuresday"
"Don't tell her that!" A man snaps from outside.
"Oops sorry." She gigled, "Here lets go look around."
She extends her hand and I take it. Stacey sees my wrist and gives me a sympetic look.
We go to the kitchen and I see John the guy who tourcherd me in California. I try to hide behind Stacey but John grabs my wrist and pain shoots through my arms
"Well I see your up. Lets get down to bisniss." John says to me.
"Finally," Stacey lets out a sigh, "I'm getting tired of this nice thing act."
I start to panic.
"Woah," John says, "Chill. It's not gonna be so bad this time."
"Answer a question first. How did you get me out of the hospital?"
"Oh easy, we snuck you out at night. And relaced you with a really realistic doll that was made for this kinda stuff." Stacey says to me
Ok now I'm scared.
"Come on bitch!" John snaps at me. I'm perilized with fear.
Knowing that I wont move, John comes and picks me up. He takes me to an empty room and starts beating me. Stacey too.
You see this is why I tried to kill myself.
I get draged around by my hair, thrown at walls, and kicked and punched.
This goes on for days. Get up, eat one dite of toast, get draged to the room, get a beating, eat one bite again for lunch, get tied up in the room so I can't escape, eat one bite of dinner, get a night beating, and go to bed.
At lest there is no rapeing.
*Back to the funeral day*
I've been keeping track of days, I went to the hospital on tuesday, and i've been awake for four days, so now it's Sunday. I'm gonna try to run away.
So the usial goes on, and now it's time for bed. Stacey locks me in at night, and there is a window. I find a chair in the closet and quietly put it under the door knob. I run the water in the shower so if they come in they'll hear it. Then I quietly open the window and climb out.
I jump out the window and run as fast as I can. The boy's house is the next town over so it can't be that far.
I'm still running and I hear an alarm go off. I turn around to see Stacey and John running after me. I start to run even faster.
I finally see they boy's backyard with the house light still on. I see a bunch of people too. They are probaly having a party knowing I'm gone.
I don't care if I'm just a career move! I miss them. I run in gasping for air.
I look next to me and see the really realistic doll of me laying in a casket. Oh! They think I'm dead!
Still gasping for air I manage to say "Help me!*Breath* Before they get here!"
