Chapter 3

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His smile grew wider, he grabbed my shirt collar lifting me up and retrieving his knife. He dropped me to the floor and I fell on my back I coughed up blood. "You don't need to know." He said in a raspy voice. I stood on my feet. My eyes moved to him. I came right in his face "I'm not afraid to kill you! Your lucky I'm sparing you motherfucker!" I said. I turned my back to him then he grabbed my wrist. I looked at my wrist then him. He smirked a devious smile. "Let's see just how tough you are." He said before I blacked out. I woke up on a floor, my back ached because of that damned floor. I squezzed my dress tighter, with fear. The door I sat upon was metal, and the walls were white tile with blood stains. Oh my god. I had realized what he was going to do. He was going to kill me! Panic flooded my body I ran to the door trying to open it but it wouldn't budge. I crawled to the farthest corner of the room and hug my knees in my chest.

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