*Karen's POV*
Here I am again. In this old dirty bedroom. They never cleaned it, come to think of it, they never did anything. I always did all their work for them. I don't remeber how long i've been here. I think they called off all serches for me and everything. I sat on the side of my bed and tried to remeber what day it was.
It was a few years ago and I was about 14. I was with my four friends and we were at our schools football game. Nobody was actually watching the football game but parents and stuff and everyone else would be either drinking or just hanging out with people. There was a sophmore who I thought was hot who was playing so I don't know, I wanted to be there.
I went across the soccer field behind the bleachers to the football game. My friend called me and told me to go over there. I didn't want to, it was dark and next to some random woods. Ever since I started highschool, I would have to walk home. I never got used to the men who would slow down driving past me. It always scared me. My friend had to once run away from a man because he got out of his car and chased her. Everything like this scared me, even more when my friend wasn't there or when I had to walk home late and people weren't around.
I got to where my friend wanted me to meet her. She wasn't there so I texted her to hurry up. I, for obvious reasons didn't want to stand by these woods by myself for long. She got there and looked upset. "What's wrong?" I asked confused. She told me how her boyfriend had just broke up with her. She told me everything and started crying, that's why she wanted to meet me back here. "I want to be alone for alittle." She said. She never liked when people comforted her. "By yourself? Infront of these random woods?" I said, obviously concerned. She was a 14 year old, pretty girl, obviously vonerable. "Yeah, i'll be fine, just go sit over there." She said and I agreed, I went to go sit somewhere, but where I could see her and she could still see me. I got out my phone, turned down my brightness and just played around. When I used my phone, I tend to block everything else out no matter where I am.
When I looked up, she was talking to someone. I couldn't make out who it was and I didn't reconize the voice. I started walking up to her and this person. It wasn't her ex-boyfriend, and it didn't sound like anyone I knew. "What the hell is going on?" I remeber thinking. "Whose this?" I asked loud enough for them both to hear. "This is Brad, we just met, he's from.." I don't even remeber her finishing. "and he's 18." I gave a confused look. This 'Brad' was not 18. He looked mid-twentys. She was so stupid sometimes, yes she's my bestfriend, but she doesn't think. I just said okay and kept my eyes on Brad. He sat down next to her, this was so unusual for her to just meet some random person at this spot. How did he see us back here? The lights didn't shine this far and you could probably only see a dark shaddow. I noticed Brad texting a lot on his phone and hiding it from both of us.
The game began to end and I got up signaling that we should probably go soon. Durring the time Brad was there, my friend had told him everything. He was rubbing her back and wiping her tears away. I didn't like him one bit. They wouldn't get up, I knew by doing this was bad but I was pissed off at her and how she let this random ass kid come up to her next to some woods and rub her back and shit. "Allright, well i'm going back, hurry up because my mom won't stay long." I said, in an annoyed voice. "Okay." She said back in her sarcastic voice, giving me additude.
I had got back to where everyone else was and sighed. When she did this it really annoyed me. I said bye to everyone and waited for her. I heard a faint voice and looked back towards her. Brad had her hands on her legs going up towards underneath her sweatshirt. Okay. She was backing away though. He kept pulling her back to him and she kept trying to get away. She yelled louder this time and I heard her perfectly. "SOMEONE HELL.." He covered her mouth. I was the only one left besides a couple of couches going back to their cars. I got up and began to run over towards them. Brad noticed me and picked her up and started running towards the woods looking for an entrance. I ran faster, getting out my phone and dialled 911 while I ran, almost out of breath.
"Hello 911. What's your emergency?" I couldn't speak I was out of breath and still running. I decided I would say everything I could then throw my phone.
"My name is Karen, i'm 14. I'm at the highschool football game with my friend and a man who says that he is 18 and his name is Brad. I don't know if that's true but he is running towards the back of the woods behind the school with my friend in his arms and he won't stop running looking for an entrance. He is tall with brown hair I think I couldn't see much. He was wearing grey sweatpants and I think a black long-sleve shirt. I'm not sure. I'm throwing my phone now because i'm chasing after them please pleaase help me. My mom is outside waiting me in the front of the school in a blue car, tell her too." I said quickly and threw my phone. I kept running and running. I was so out of breath but I couldn't let this man kidnapp my bestfriend. I don't know where it came from, or why I said it but I did. "Don't take her! Take me instead please." Now looking back on it I think I said it because I think I could handle the situation better. My friend was unstable and I felt as if I could stay stronger I guess you would say in this type of situation. Right after I said that, Brad stopped in his tracks and let her down. "Allright." He said with a smirk. "Come with me.." not knowing my name, I finished the sentence for him. "Karen." I walked towards my friend, crying and shaking. I hugged her as long as I could and wispered in her ear, "I called the cops, tell them everything you possibly know aboout Brad, I threw my phone somewhere back there, i'm going to miss you so much, i'll try to escape the best I can, when I get out, you'll be the first one I come see.." I said crying, as Brad grabbed my arm and pulled me after him. I looked back and she was on the ground, crying in a ball. I screamed to her. "Get up and find my phone, you'll be fine without me I promise i'll come back." With that, she got up from her position and started walking with her head down.
I don't even remeber where Brad took me. We never actually went into the woods, just around the edge of them. When we got to a opening, and what looks like a parking lot, he pushed me into a black car with dark tinted windows all around it. He tied up my hands and I let him. Why not? Why would I try and run away now, it was honestly stupid to me. I should get a good sleep wherever he's bringing me and then plan my escape.
That didn't happen like I thought it would though. It had been way over a year I think.
I finally remeber all this and woke out of my daydream. I had been sobbing and I don't even remeber. I miss my friend. She was everything to me. We would fight and stuff but always make up. I had lost a lot of weight since I had been here. They had so many rules. I lived in I think a house. I'm not actually sure. They had carboard taped to the windows over the curtains so it didn't look suspicous. I had my own bathroom but that was about it. I had a small twin size bed thrown into the side of my room which was a plain white on the wall. They went out sometime and got me some clothes. They were really cheep but it wasn't that bad. They bought me anything I needed. I wasn't allowed to watch tv, listen to the radio or have any electronics. No way to the outside. I never left my room either, everything was brought up to my room. For the first couple of weeks I tried planning my escape, but it failed and I got punished. They raped me for trying to escape and said if I ever tried escaping again they would do it again. I couldn't even think about that night. They finally got what they wanted from me. They always tried to have sex with me but I found a way to escape it. This was horrible. Why would anyone want to do this to a young girl like me.
I heard a knock at my door and Brad walked in. I found out that that was his actuall name, and he was 28. His friend was Kyle, and he was 30. He had a platter, well not platter, they had cheese and crackers for me, with a bottle of water. I think they had drugged me a few times so I started to dump out most of the stuff they gave me and filled it with tap water. "What day is it?" I asked. "It's January 14, 2016." Brad said flatly then walked out. I sat there in shock. I had been in this dark room for two years and not to mention today is my birthday. Perfect memory to my 16 birthday.
