Being crunched up in tiny places is hard no matter what people tell you, plus when you add dead bodies into it it's almost unbearable.
When Jacob found us my heart started to race out of my chest. When I saw the wood my body tensed up but I managed to stand. I helped Ivy to her feet but when she saw it, her eyes widened in fear and she straightened her posture. We were lead out into the familiar hallway, even though it didn't feel very familiar.
We were brought out to the living room and told were told to sit on the couch while he got Julia. We sat there patiently waiting for her. When she came she started to yell, somehow Jacob had calmed her down in a matter of seconds.
He brought her to the opposite couch and told Ivy to stand as he pulled out his trusty dusty knife. As always he started with the neck and worked his way down to her toes. Then it was me, I started to shake violently as he pressed the knife to my throat and worked the way to my feet just like he did to Ivy.
I sat down blood dripping every which way. Still shaking Jacob addressed us and said "Now you must be good because we have 4 special guests"
My mind went straight to kidnapping, he had kidnapped more innocent people and sure enough, I was right. In about an hour he had brought in the people. 1 male and the other female.
He brought us into a room and told us "now you will need to chain them to the wall and bring them food once they come to, tell me once you have done the tasks and I will bring them out into the living room,"
We all muttered an ok and got off to it.
When they came into the living room Jacob had started off as Olivia had, he then told the rules and such.
"Oh no," I thought "History is repeating its self."
And just like that me, Julia and Ivy were slaves to our former kidnapper.
My first glance at the females I was shocked, they didn't look older than 10, the male looked about 11 still I wouldn't begin to understand how painful the experience of this would be if I was younger.
They looked stunning young and cute would be able to describe them perfectly.
It was sad that they would live a life that would feature not much more than pain and despair. I feel even worse that I'm going to be a part of making their lives a living nightmare.
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Horror1 group of friends, leading normal lives. Turned un normal in just a matter of seconds. Sleepovers had never been so dangerous before, theirs only one thing that makes the thrive and gives the girls hope escape. On...
