Chapter 1 "The Beginning"

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Rapunzel's p.o.v.

I finally came back from work, of course, after about nine hours of working there. I opened the door and then closed it behind me.

Me: "Father, I'm home!"

I yelled. Hopefully loud enough for him to hear me.

I walked up to the living room and put my bag down on one of the couches. I turned on the television and just skipped through the channels hoping to stop on a good one. I ended up stopping on a news channel and then put the control down on the table infront of me. I sat down on the couch and was taking of my shoes when I heard a big "THUD" coming from upstairs. I ran to the kitchen and opened a cabinet filled with knives. I grabbed the biggest one and quietly but rapidly tiptoed up the stairs. I waited a moment when I was finally infront of my fathers bedroom. I peeked in the room and slowly walked in.

Me: "Father?"

I walked all the way inside to see nothing. I walked up to the restroom and fully opened the door. I walked inside, holding the knife tightly with my right hand. I the saw my fathers legs and let out the air that I had been holding since I entered his room.

Me: "Father! You have no idea how much you sca-"

I said, but didn't finish saying because then I saw the full body of my father. He was standing up and his hands were tied to his back, and he had a cloth wrapped around his mouth. Just when I was about to finish my sentence I had been knocked out.

**Time Skip**

I opened my eyes and saw my father infront of me. He was exactly how I saw him, except this time he was beaten up and he was sitting down infront of me, unconcious. I tried to talk but all that came out were quiet murmers, they had put a cloth over my mouth. I tried to walk up to him but I couldn't, I looked behind my shoulder and sure enough my hands were tied behind my back. Then a man came inside the room and he took my father. I tried screaming but nothing came out of my mouth. Then, another man came in and he forced me to stand up. I yelped at his tight grip. He scanned my whole face and then dragged me to the restroom. I tried to stop walking but he was too strong. And the fact that his face was covered in a black mask didn't really help me calm down. I then stepped on his foot and he let out a grunt. He loossened his grip on my arms and I made a run for it. I was running down the stairs and then I tripped, causing me to roll down the stairs. After what seemed like an eternity of rolling, I finally landed, but not on my feet, on my head. The last thing I remembered was the immense pain that I felt the second that my head made contact with the ground. I could feel my head start to bleed. I grunted and then layed my head down on the ground. I shut my eyes closed and let a tear role down my cheek. How could this be happening to me?

A/N: Hey guys, I am so sorry that I had to rewrite this. I honestly just didn't like how it turned out the first time, so hopefully you like this version better. This is the official first chapter for this book so hopefully you like it better than the other one. Stay welmed!!
-Reinaangelina

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