Chapter 3 - For my mother

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I should be with my mother. In the hospital. But instead here I am, held hostage in a cabin god knows where. She has breast cancer and I won't have a second chance to be with her. She's the only person who's ever believed in me, I love her so much and yet here I am missing her very last days on this earth. My father was not at home often. Work kept him busy most of the time so I had to take care of my mother and myself. I was 12 back then, it was hard for me with school and my personal problems but I learned to stay strong and do what I have to do.

I've never been someone to get my hopes up, I get straight to the point. Sometimes it's very painful but that's how it is, I mean, I can't run away from my problems all the time. My mom has always been proud of me and then there's my dad, he thinks Im some sort of depressed teenager who need's help. One thing I learned through the years, I can deal with my problem myself because trusting people can become a giant mess that I absolutely do NOT want to get involved in.

August 7th - 12:45AM

I've been standing here, in front of this locked window for the past 5 minutes, unable to move any muscles in my body. If that key does not open the window, what does it open? I have two options, one, bring back the key and stay here for god knows how long or try to find what this key opens. I'm not a quitter. I'm not a quitter. I'm not a quitter. I keep repeating to myself that I was not a quitter. I close my eyes and take a deep breath. I take my first step to the right and find myself in the kitchen.

This cabin is awfully small, there's not much doors or windows which makes it easier to escape. It was dark, very dark and I could barely see where I was going. I walk slowly and slowly until I bump in the bookshelf. Why is their a bookshelf in the kitchen? It was big but did not contain that much book. It's dark but I swear I can see one of the book glowing. The book IS glowing, Im not dreaming. I get on my tip-toe raise my arms and pull on the book. The whole bookshelf opened, then an alarm goes off. I've been tricked and the man is coming for me.


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