Hello. My name is Ella. Ella Jane. Sometimes called E.J. but that's a boy's name. So just call me Ella. Okay. So here's my story. It's pretty long so take your time. When I was 15, I had the experience of a lifetime. No, not in a good way.
I was followed to a bus stop by a man. A strange man. A strange, yet very attractive man. Wait! No Ella, no he is bad. Very bad! I guess you can only figure I did not make it on my bus ride. I was taken before that. I'm 20 now. No, nothing is better. Yes, I am still in my predicament.
I'm still taken. I'm still missing. Not like anyone has been looking for me. My dad only cares about me as long as we're in a room alone together with no witnesses, and my mom only cares about me when I can help her score dope for free with her younger drug dealers and talk about how I couldn't picture being in prostitution. Then she can lecture me and talk to me about subjects she is an expert in, maybe it makes her feel like a not so horrible mom.
So yeah. I'm still in this guy's closet. Currently tied and duct taped to the wall with a tank top and shorts on. It's cold in here. I want to escape. Then again, I don't. The man that took me, I call him Stranger, doesn't talk much. He hasn't for the five years I've been here. But I'm such a horrible story teller. Let's bounce back to a week before my abduction. This is my story. Enjoy.
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Abduction: The Best Thing That Happened To Me
Fiksi RemajaElla hasn't had an easy life. An alcoholic father who abuses her in all ways, a prostitute mother who is known all around town and being stuck in a dead- end town where she feels she will amount to nothing. So one day, she decides to run away. Tragi...
