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I saw Jackson remove his belt. Is he removing his pants? But before I could think again, I was being beat down with the belt. My screams filled the room, I could see the other people coming closer to see. They weren't helping. None of them helped me. "Please... Stop. Help me." I whispered under my breath.

"I think the little girl wants to talk." One of the guys said, as if taunting me.

"You have come here to work for me. Do you see how much that hurts? Well if you miss behave, this will be the consequence." Jackson said. I nodded, falling to the ground. "Now go get me a glass of water!" Jackson screamed.

"B-but where's the w-w-w-water?" I whispered, loud enough for him to hear. I kept my gaze low, knowing how much I was worth in this place.

"GET ME WATER !" Jackson repeated. I went all over the place. I didn't see anything. I couldn't find a cup, nor water.

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The night came pretty slowly, but it came. I was locked up in a very small room which only had a bed and a window. It seemed as if ghost lived here. Though I don't believe in ghost, but I'm just telling you how creepy this place looked. The air was not pure either. It feels like there are too many carbon dioxide. And the smell of death and sweat.

I didn't want to disobey, that was something I definitely did not want to do. But I want to escape. To escape from this horrible place. I want to be in my room right now. My room. Then I suddenly remembered something.

My phone.

I grabbed my phone from my sweater. Oh my God.... Here it is...my phone.

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