Stolen and Sold [BEING REWRITTEN!]

2) I've forgotten everything...

I'm Emily Thomson. I was 12 when I was captured, I have no idea how old I am now. My birthday is on the 5th of February. I don't remember where I came from, or what I was doing before I came here, all I remember is that I used to like watching Doctor Who and playing Minecraft, my name, how old I was when I came here and my birthday. I don't know why I don't remember, something must of happened.

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Every day was the same. Wake up, eat porridge, get taken to the 'playroom' and get 'played' with, then bed. Every time I did something wrong, I would either get slapped or taken back to the 'playroom' for a second time that day.

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I was getting dragged out of the torture room when I heard my 'guards' talking.

'She's getting sold tomorrow. She can't even remember who she was before this place.' One of the guards said.

'I guess that means no more playtoy?' The other asked.

'No.' The first one said.

'Not even tomorrow?' The other asked.

'No, she'll probably have to get cleaned up.' The first said.

'Oh, that's a shame.' The other said.

They threw me onto my bed then left so that was the end of what I heard. I curled up and fell asleep, like every other day.

 When I woke up my tray was beside the cat flap like usual, but on the tray there was a note and a wet cloth.

"Clean yourself up. We're doing something today."

I ate my food and wiped myself down with the cloth. I left my tray next to the cat flap as usual and when they came to collect it, they took me to a room full of people standing in front of a stage. I was pushed up a set of stairs on to the stage.

'Next! Emily Thomson. 13 years old.' A man who I think was an announcer.

'3000 pounds!' A woman shouted.

'6000 pounds!' A man shouted.

Then I realized. They were selling me to someone for whatever they like!

'10000 POUNDS!' Another man shouted.

'SOLD for 10000 pounds!' The announcer shouted.

The man who had won me came up and paid. He then led me away to his car and opened the passenger door for me. He smiled.

'Hop in!' He said.

I hopped in and put the seatbelt on. He got in the drivers side and drove away from the auction. I looked at him and realized that I was dressed in rags.

'So, I know you're Emily, but where are you from?' He asked. He's nicer than I thought.

'I don't know. I think what they did to me for about a year made me forget.' I said.

'What did they do to you?' He said, sounding shocked.

'They whipped be and injected light blue liquid into me everyday.' I said, like it was nothing new.

'Oh my god...' He said, trailing off.

'So what are you going to do with me?' I asked.

'Nothing! I bought you because I wanted to save you.' He said.

'Why should I believe you?' I asked.

'Because I'm Matt Smith.' Matt said, smiling at me.

'Am I meant to have heard of you?' I asked, confused.

'Uhh, how long have you been in that place?' Matt asked.

'About a year, I told you.' I said.

'Oh, that's why you haven't heard of me. You'll find out who I am as soon as you walk into the door of my house, trust me.' Matt said, pulling into his driveway.

I opened the door and got out. Matt then led me over to his front door.

'You ready?' He asked.

'You bet.'

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Hope you're enjoying!

Emily doesn't know who Matt is because she was taken just before Ten/David regenerated.

- Caz xx