The cabin

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We drove for hours, never stoping. Man, I thought, this guy has amazing luck with red lights.

When we finally did stop, he told me to get out of the car. He sounded like he was from the same place I was.

I glanced around, and saw a large, nice, cabin.Then,I saw the large concrete structure to the right, and knew that's where he would take me.

It was a very old place. It looked dark and dangerous. It had an ominous feeling to it.

When we got inside the building, I saw that there were about fifty women. They all ranged from 8 to 88

The man gave me a drab, gray dress that all the other ladies were wearing.

He went over to a lady that looked like she was in her mid 50's. "Nice work, Julia," he said, "Why don't you take off early today?"

"Really?" the lady he called Julia said.

"NO!" He screamed, and then slapped her. "LISTEN UP! THIS IS A WARNING FOR ALL OF YOU! YOU WORK FROM SUN UP, TILL SUN DOWN! YOU GOT THAT?!?" He acted like he was talking to everyone, but he was only looking at me. As a response, everyone bent down and went back to work.

I went over to the first empty spot I saw. A young girl was working next to me. She reminded me of my little sister, about the same age, roughly the same height, but this little girl had brown eyes.

My little sister had striking blue eyes that could see right into your sole.

My face didn't look anything like my sisters. I was ugly, and she was beautiful.

She had blonde hair, I had an ugly dirty blond. She had striking blue eyes, I also had blue eyes, but they were ugly.

Everyone told me I was beautiful, but I didn't believe them. I knew they only pittied me because of how ugly I was. My chin was huge, my lips were always dry and chapped, and I didn't have the slightest of curves.

I noticed that the workshop only took up half the space of the building, if you could call it that. It was more like a large, about to be blown over by the smallest of wind, type place.

"Hey," I whispered to the girl. "What's behind that wall?" "Shush!" she whispered back harshly, "or you'll get us both killed!" I didn't need an explanation.

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