I thought I'm going to die, they will kill us all after. I thought it was my last time to take a breathe, to scream, but then all of us are destined to be here.
In just one snapped, all of me was taken away, all of me is only but a memory. And those memory I had are only be as a dreams now. It's all undefined and are not real anymore.
Sometimes, I barely forget who am I when I wakes up. Those happy thoughts are slowly fading and a worst nightmare always came. I wake up with the same rhythm of fear and what's reality is already a nightmare.
Who I am now is not what I've known before. They all probably forgotten me, or possibly thinking that I am long dead.
As years had passed, I grew up with no name. Lived in an unknown place. I'm here and was stuck in this place with no outlet to escape, where I am abused, and was nearly rape.
They raised us to make money. A white-slave trade, that's what they called me.
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Mystery / ThrillerI'm a ślave.. a rich man came and bought me.. THRALLED © 2017 Jane Ann Gonzales c r a z i e j a y n e