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  When I woke up, I was in the basement of my dad's house. The basement was really dreary. Just dark and depressing basically.
"I see you are awake." my dad stepped out of the shadows, "very good. You are now mine, so I might ad well tell you what you are going to do here. You are gonna be my maid. Understand?"
I nodded, "Yes Father."
*one month later*
26 March 2013
I was cooking dinner for my father. The past month had been torture. My father head beat me and forced me to clean the house 3 times a day. Suddenly U heard a knock in the door.
"Father would you like me to get it?"
"I've got it!" he called.
* 1 hour later*
The police had been. At the door. They had found me. I was home free to the boys.
31 March 2013
I was back with the boys. They had just finished their concert and we were on our way to London.


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