I knew I was gonna get rescued but just couldn't tell when. Every night when he started to rape me I close my eyes and wish for morning to come.He would always bring something to eat in the day but one of these times when he came in the room ,I spat on the food and told him to f*** off .He slapped me across my face and said you little bitch . He began to punch me over and over in the face and he called his friends to come over and teach me a lesson. I started to scream hoping my voice would be heard but I guess it did not. When they arrived I started to shift my legs because the weren't tied and one of the men started to rub his hand against my thigh tearing my legs apart forcing himself into me . My eyes flew open as they took turns and laughed.They all were enjoying themselves . I wanted to kick their ass but I know it wouldn't last . I cried everyday knowing I can't help my self . I just wanted to die so I could feel better. A week took a month a month took a year . I guess I was wrong ,I never got rescued I was missing for over 5 years.

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The Day I Was Kidnapped
Teen Fictionthis story is about me getting kidnapped, now will they find me? let's see.