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Not only do I have to worry about me dying each day from whatever sickness I have I have to worry about where Jamie is. "WHERE IS SHE!"

"Where is who?"

"Jamie!"

"Who knows, she might've been that last meal you ate."

"SHUTUP YOURE JUST SAYING THAT TO SCARE ME, AND ITS NOT WORKING!"

"Jamie is somewhere, somewhere is all you need to know." Boom the door slammed shut and I heard the click click sound of the locks locking and boom there I was alone. Where could she be? I didn't see her at the house, and he had to have been there for awhile because his breath was filled with alcohol but if he was crazy enough to kidnap me then he's crazy enough to drive drunk. I thought about how i didn't really know Jamie that much but I knew her enough to know she was too good of a person to be mistreated. Maybe she was drunk and went to a friends house...why would he hurt her? That's his daughter.

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Bleh. Bleh. Is all I could hear as I threw up, I knew that about 1 1/2 has gone by and I rarely ate, I felt my self getting weak and sick. I knew that I had to eat but if I did I could still get sick. I took everything for granitic now look at me, skinny as a drug dealer and sick. I missed my mom...I missed my friends and, I missed everything I took for granitic. All because I went to that stupid party and got caught in my feelings and got drunk. If I would've just ate some food and left I would be at home right now not chained in a cold room sick burned and dying. I remember the conversation I carried with my mom about how I hated my life and how I never got what I wanted but really, every time I asked for something she worked for me to get it playing the role of my mom and dad now she's gone and who knows if I'll ever see her again. I didn't hate my life, I loved it and I missed family fun night... All because of me wanting to keep my ego alive. I guess you should always pick family over everything.

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I spent everyday lying in that room eating at times and drinking water out of the sink... Just to stay alive. I went from a healthy girl who used to take pictures with their skate board to a dying girl who was dying of sickness. I began to learn that sickness does kill && so do people. So maybe If I make it out and my mom ever gets sick I will understand and help her.

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⏰ Last updated: May 18, 2014 ⏰

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