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Caught
-Tell me the story-
I woke up with my back against a blanket, tears and blood mixed into a single tear which slid down my face and ploped onto my chest. A gag lay nessled in my mouth my hands tied to my waist and not long after did I move around that I realized that someone had taken off my shoes. I muffled out curses and looked around. I was in the back of a van my head slumped against the wall.
Here I was again clueless, and not knowing where I was or who had set me in this van anyway. I tried to bite off the gag from around my mouth but instead got a bitter taste of dirt and something else. I looked around and got on my knees or tried to but fell back to the ground lightheaded.
I didn't want to end up bent over trying to puke but had this thing and my mouth and started to choke so I just sat there and waited. Waited for the car to stop, thinking about nothing..
Numb.
Something to me that wasn't unusal, but then I started to think after all of this where would I end up how would my life turn out to be. Would my parents be guilt filled? My world froze over as the car stopped I slid against the floor dirt filling my lungs. I closed my eyes blinking hard prepared for anything.
When the door opened and light streamed into my eyes I let out a scream, gasping for breath a couple minutes after long blond familiar hair blue eyes, I tried to convince myself that this couldn't be true.
That maybe I was living a delusional lie.
But it was true, and there stood my sister infront of me.
A smile on her face.. a almost sinister like.
Confusion
Horrified
and
disastorious
Struck me like a title wave, a whimper escaped my mouth before I could even see it coming. She reached for my hair pulling my by the root and out of the van.
"I told you, you were a worthless peice of nothing"
I struggled to get the gag off of my mouth.
Trying to ask questions.
She pulled it off, I let out a shout. Before looking at her in disbelief and then cleared my throat, because I needed to know.
I needed to know her story..
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Caught (COMPLETED)
General FictionCaught; its a simple six letter word but to sixteen year old photographer Abbi-Jane it means so much more. (Not edited)