Kidnapped (Completed)

Resisting

Raven:

The next day we were all seated at the table. For some reason I wasn't to nervous unless Bill was looking at me funny. I sighed softly and dug into the buttermilk pancakes and sausage. As I ate William cautiously took a sip of the purpish-blank, thick liquid. It looked like grape juice, thick grape juice. First cautious then he was eagerly gulping it down. The wierest part about it was the way Pa and Ma were starring at him. It was like they were expecting something.

"How are you this morning?" ma- err Elizabeth asked me, she had a blank expression on her freckled face. Her eyes darted from me to my cup filled with the same dark liquid. 'Honestly, I was really tired' I thought dimly.

I answered in a small, quite voice, "Fine" She laughed a hearty laugh, "Dear child, you must speak up" she said flashing me a grin. I couldn't help but think 'She has the ugliest smile. Aweful teeth, and whoo! Kicking bad breath too!' 

"I'm fine" I spoke up louder. She nodded her head approvingly, and began talking to Amynda and Suzan about something about making new clothes from wool.

"Let's go boys" said pa. I shook my head, 'He's not my pa!' I thought sternly. He's Woody, he'll never be my "pa" as he wants us to think he is. If anything I was going to stay strong and thick-skulled, no brainwashing for me.

"Lets go son" he said looking directly at William who looked like he was in a confused daze. A sort of look someone may have when they've forgotten something important.

"Yes pa" he said and followed the other boys out in the same hypnotic fashion. It was weird, highly unusual. I stood up with Lily and Joan since we'd already finished our breakfast and Peggy came to take my dishes. The momment her hand touched the glass of the purple liquid Elizabeth went insane.

"Don't touch that!" she screamed at her, her fists were clenched tightly. Peggy huried away with the dishes, leaving my glass of juice. I sighed, Elizabeth was starring at me. I had no choice but to drink it. I rose the glass to my lips and drank. My eyes widened in suprise. It was delicious, so yummy! It was like all your favorite foods, drinks, desserts all it! I was gluping it down now, and was unable to stop even if I wanted to. I set the glass down and my heart felt like it had froze. My mouth hung open wide. It felt like a shockwave had hit my brain. A crackling buzzing noise filled my ears.

"Lets go daughter" Elizabe- I mean ma said. Her voice  was much louder of the buzzing noise. In fact it sounded beautifull, like an angel singing almost. That made it impossible to not listen to, an to disobey.

"Yes ma"  I said instantly. 'But she's not my ma' a tiny voice whispered. I frowned. The thought was small, it was weak. 'Is that true' I wondered, now I was confused and the confusion was making my head hurt terribly. We went into the same room again and practiced being ladies. That voice still wouldn't leave me alone though. It sounded like someone familar, but I wasn't sure who it was. 'This isn't right' I thought. Occasionaly ma beat me for dropping the books, but that was okay because she was doing it for my own good. 'Really?' a voice whispered. I put my head between my hands. The buzzing was decreasing in noise and the voice becoming louder. 'They're my thoughts, that voice. This isn't right, ma or Elizabeth isn't good' I reminded myself. I told m---- Elizabeth that I had a headache which was true, and went upstairst to lay down. However, right away I pulled out my phone which I'd always been secretly charging. Unfortunantely there was no service way out here. Still I just wanted to write. 

Dear diary,

It's becoming hard to remember who I am. These caretakers, Elizabeth and Woody, have been diligent in brainwashing us with some kind of purple liquid. I drank some earlier, but I think it wore off. Thank goodness because I was becoming deeply influence by ma and pa- I mean Elizabeth and Woody. This isn't good, William may be already under thier influence. If I can stay above their influence long enough to gain their trust I'm going to run. I have to find help it it's the last thing I do. Most of all I don't want William brainwashed. He's strong and a little rebellious, but he's helped me so I want to save him and the others. I feel like it's my job to save all the other children. One day, I will find a way.