"U-uh. I'm Lizzy. Here's your clothes" she said, handing me my new apparel. My eyes widened as I held the clothes out in front of me. A short dress and knee high socks. I glanced back at Lizzy and the other girls. They had the same clothes, except for different colors. I panned my eyes to the first girl on the left: purple her name was sewed into the top corner of her dress. "Alisha" I read. Then I turned to the next girl: blue. Her stitched name read "Laura." I turned to Lizzy next, she was wearing a pastel green dress. Finally, I turned to the last girl. Her dress read "Rachel." She was different. She seemed to have some type of feeling to her, like she was desperate, but for what? I ran off to the bathroom as soon as Rachel noticed I was staring. I put on my clothes reluctantly. I was told that if I was showing any disregard to Caleb, then I would be reprimanded and it would be harsh. I looked down on myself and I felt so ashamed. I didn't even know of I could classify these clothes as "clothes". I was exposed and I knew it was intentional. I slid down the bathroom door and started crying into my lap. I wanted to go home. Even if that meant that I had to go home to something broken and incomplete.
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Street Lights
Mystery / ThrillerSophomore, Elaine Brown is walking home from a late therapy session. She is kidnapped. Elaine goes through many tragedies and is mistreated. Will she ever be rescued? What happens to Elaine and the kidnapper? Read on to find out.
