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CHAPTER 3

I just had the most terrifying yet realistic dream last night. A man captured me and shoved me in his trunk.

As I was recapping my dream I realized I'm tied to a chair in an unknown room sitting in front of the man in my nightmare.

I begin to panic and try to escape from these ropes around me but it's impossible they are wrapped around me at least 50 times around each leg and arm.

"Well, well, well look who decided to wake up, miss Mary."

"How do you know my name?" My voice started to shake

"I do my research." He said with a smirk. "By the way my names Leonardo if you need anything."

"Yes I would like to go back home to my family who's probably worried sick right now about me"

Oh god my family! I wonder what they're thinking happened to me. They're probably worried sick which they should be if they only knew what is actually happening to me.

"I'll go grab you some breakfast in the kitchen. Don't move. Like you have a choice." He villainly laughs as he walks to the kitchen.

I take a look around the room I'm put in. It looks like a room for a lady not a man.

It's painted a light pink with flowers along the top of the walls. There are also pictures of people on the walls of many people I don't know.

I look closely to one showing a girl with long brown hair and big brown eyes she is tall and skinny with a big smile full of straight pearly white teeth.
She also has a small mole on the right side of her top lip.

This girl in the picture could've been my twin. We looked identical.

I don't know who she is or where she is but id like to know why Leonardo was looking for a girl that looked like her. And I was definitely that girl.

Leonardo came back into the room with a bowl of Froot Loops.

Classy.

He sets down the cereal on a table and scoots his chair not even 3 inches away from me. He retrieves the bowl and fills the spoon with some Froot Loops.

I guess he's going to torture me and eat right in front of me when I'm starving.

I was wrong.

He begins to direct the spoon to my mouth like he's going to feed me. The cereal was shoved down my throat in and instant by the man.

I struggled to swallow the first bite, yet he puts another spoon full of Froot Loops into my mouth.

This isn't fun.

After several more spoonfuls of what used to be my favorite cereal into my mouth, I couldn't take it anymore.

I decided to rock the chair back and forth in an attempt to make it fall over so I had a possibility of freeing from the ropes woven around me.

In a few quick seconds I was on the floor trying so hard to get free.

One hand escaped and was able to escape the other. just as I thought I could possibly free myself, Leonardo jolted towards me and flipped the chair back upright retying my hands tighter than before.

"WHY DID YOU TRY TO ESCAPE?!" He yelled

"I was being shoved food down my throat and I'm kinda being held hostage by you!"

I saw Leonardo as he picked up the glass cereal bowl and three it towards the chair I was sitting in. Before I could react and move I was struck violently with shards of a bowl of Froot Loops. Luckily for me most of the bowl didn't hit me but the parts that did I could tell were lodged into my forehead.

Apparently they weren't deeply in there since I was still conscious.

Leonardo saw my face being punctured with glass bowl shards and ran towards me.

All of a sudden, he has his hands on one of the pieces of glass and quickly yanks it out of my head.

This hurts more than life itself.

I could now see the blood dripping down my face and my forehead was throbbing not to mention my thighs still didn't feel awesome either from yesterday's adventure.

Leonardo pulled all the pieces of glass from my head one by one each hurting worse than the other and blood was pouring down my face onto my clothes.

That's definitely gonna stain.

The skin on my forehead burns, BADLY.

I cant really grasp what is happening to me right now.

Leonardo takes a napkin and smears the blood from my face so I can now see again.

I'm so confused and scared by the actions of this man.

I looked at the pieces of glass on the floor that used to be in my head. There were 5 large pieces covered in blood.

I can't believe those were actually in my face. I don't want to see the scars those must've left.

After I guess he got all the blood from my face he left the room.

A few minutes later he returned with many bandages and gauze.

Im not sure what's about to happen but I can't escape either way unless I want a bowl thrown at my face ... again.

Leonardo gets down on both knees and starts to wrap the gauze around my beat up thighs. I didn't expect this of all things to happen right now.

My legs were securely wrapped up in white fluffy gauze and covered in numerous bandages after about a minute. The wrapping went from my ankles to my now super short shorts. They were cut up even shorter in the street yesterday.

I thanked Leonardo for wrapping my entire legs even though he's the reason for my wounds.

An hour passes as we sit in silence for a while.

I decide to be brave and ask of the girl in the picture I saw earlier.

"Who's the girl in that picture?" I said as I pointed to the picture that looked like me.

"Oh .... That's my wife."