The man grabs my hand and takes me outside the room
I look down
I'm so confused I say to myself
"hahaha its your 18th birthday Scarlett"
"So i have to make it special"
I don't say anything to him
We start walking to another room I have never in my 13 years leaving here ever see thiss room
The room was a bedroom?
It had a normal side bed that didnt look old or broken instead it looked new
I stare wide eyed at room
There was was also white paint that wasnt ripped off and a desk and so much more
I was almost about to cry
But I was too shocked and confused on why he would give this to me
Was it because it was my birthday or another reason
I turn around to "the man"
He was staring like waiting for me to say something but all I could say was
"Why"?
He frowned, "what do you mean"?
"Why are you doing this to me first you finally let me meet people then your giving me a room to stay in i-it doesnt make sense"!
"Why you say", well its simple scarlett, you've always been my favorite.
I cringe at him
"You were my first victim"
I put my hands to my mouth
"I-I was"?
"You were, the reason i didnt give this too you sooner was because you still had a little fight in you"
He walks up to me and touch's my hair
I turn away from him and my hair his away from his strong hands
I sunddenly realized that I turned away from him and I put my hand up to sheld me
But instead of a hit I got a chuckle
"I wont smack you scarlett" you have to realize that I punshied you in the past was because you needed to lose all hope that you would out of this hell hole
He walk's over to my ear
and whipsered to me "I needed to break you"
He steps back from me
I look down
He is always going too be a monster no it doesnt matter if he gave me this
I HATE HIM I thought
A tear forces it self out my eye
''Aw dont cry" he said walking to the door
" It makes you look ugly" he said whle closing the door behind him
I run to the bed and start balling in the bed
Tears were rolling down my face like a waterfall
I wish I would just die already I told myself
I would literally do anything to get out of here and to go home to my family
AW COME ON YOU HAVE FELT LAZY BEFORE SO DONT YOU DARE JUDGE ME : )
WELL THANKS ANYWAY FOR READING LOL BYE BYE
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