Hey guys sorry I haven't updated in a while. I just never got around to it. I'm going to be telling the story from the past perspective for now I just feel like I should tell that story. Then go back to the court room after like 5 days of her telling the story... thank you for reading the book so far!!!!
Kara's pov.
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After that scream me and Lindsay looked at each other in horror. Tears were filling up her eyes and I could tell she wasn't going to stop crying once she started. I wasn't wrong, about a minute of silence she started to ball. Even though I didn't really know her I wanted to comfort her. I couldn't really do anything other than let her cry. From the window I could tell that the sun was about to set. I didn't realize how tired I was until now. I went to the very lumpy mattress and put my head on the pillow, which was just a pile of sheets. If I was planning on getting out tomorrow then I need a good nights rest. After a few minutes the crying that was coming from Lindsay started to get softer and softer. I eventually dozed off.
I woke up to the sound of rustling of something, it sounded like keys. When my eyes finally adjusted to the room light I saw that someone was unlocking my "jail door". It was the oldest guy Michael. He gave me the creeps so I stood alert on what was going to happen. When he finally got the door open he bent down to get a plate of food. I thought now, now is the chance to get away. I stood up and pushed him over. The ground was hard so when he hit he grunted. Very loudly I might say. I sprinted to the stairs. I made it almost to the door until a pair of arms wrapped around my waist. They pulled me back and threw me to the wall at the bottom of the stairs. There stood Michael with a very angry look on his face. He had blood on his head and you could tell that he hurt his knee because his weight was on the other leg. He slapped me hard. My cheek was on fire but I fought back the urge to cry. I had to stay strong, I couldn't let him see me weak.
"Don't you ever try that little stunt again or the punishment is going to be worse next time." he said in a raging voice.
"Bring it on." I said in a confident but shaky voice. There was no telling what he was going to do next.
He was just about to slap me but then John came in the door. He looked confused on what was happening until it finally processed in his mind.
"Michael can I talk to you for a minute in private." john said in a stern voice.
"Yah, don't move if you do there's no telling what I will do, I have very short temper." Michael said
I just nodded my head in return. I had no words to say. As soon as they left I went to Lindsay's cell. She was still sleeping so I tried calling her name. After a minute of that her head started to come up. Her mascara mad all down her face. She most likely cried her self to sleep.
"Hey are you okay?" I asked
"Yah what are you doing out there escape go." Lindsay whispered probably so no one could here her.
"I can't they are outside the door, but I want you to know that if I ever do escape I will tell someone where you are. ok?"
"Thank you but I don't think I'm going to be coming out of here alive." she said and then gave me a reassuring smile "but what ever happens don't come back for me call the police first ok."
"Okay."
The door start to open and I ran back to the spot Michael told me to stay in. He came down the the stairs and put me back in the cell. Luke came down about a half hour later. He brought the food down.
There's something about him that makes me feel weird. I have a feeling that he's not happy here. I don't think he intended of anything bad happening. He caught me staring at him. I looked away and felt my cheeks get hot. I looked up and he was staring at me. He looked away and cleared his throat.
"You girls done with your food?" he asked
"Yah." I said even though I only ate I chicken nugget from my happy meal
When he left I exhaled loudly.
"OMG you like him don't you!!!" Lindsay said
"Ewwwww no way he kidnapped me how could I like him." I said
She just stared at me in shock. She gave me a smirk saying yah right. We both started to laugh. When we finally stopped laughing our sides hurt. The door opened. Something was falling down the stairs. When it stopped at the bottom. I thought it was a huge rock. But when you looked closer you could make out a nose and eyes. It was a person!!! It looked familiar. The face I mean, and sure enough it was Some one I've met. It was....... Christine.
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Memories
Подростковая литератураI don't want to go back there not again. Inside my room I can hide from the outside world but I can never hide from my memories. I will never forget the year the year it all happened.