Chapter 10 : NO ONE To Help Me

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I start bleeding out of my arm from getting pulled roughly. I yell as loud as I can but it's like my scream won't be heard for centuries. My wrist is in so much pain from whoever the masked person is dragging me. I can't take it!!!
I panic!! I don't know where I am being taken....I might not ever. This might be my last moment in my life. The person tugging at me is unknown..the mask they are wearing isn't pleasant. It has a very satanic feeling to it , devil like clown mask are not my favorite. They continuously stomp their way through the forest hurting me...I don't understand ....how could someone hurt me without knowing me. "Life is crazy" I think to myself. I get picked up and thrown into the back of a pickup truck , very high up. I feel like I'm trapped for good. Someone else is in the front seat. I can't tell because my vision is blurry and it is pitch black with no street lights. I start crying and can't breath in a spaz attack to myself. I think "why does this car look so familiar????"....no...it can't be who's car I think it is...!!

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