10 year old bailey was deprived of everything around her, chained up in a basement her whole entire life without any signs of sunlight or the outside world.
She constantly struggles for her life as she is beaten and starved almost every day of her...
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Bailey
I stared at the concrete and blood stained wall silently, I had been here for years with the same routine, beaten, starving, I hadn't known what it was like to see the light outside.
I had always wondered what it was like, how many humans were on the earth, ohhh and those green things on the ground, I had met my fluffy things that protect me, usually they are what had protected me from the bad man.
I've read in books that my fluffy things are called, dogs? They are very nice but make a weird noise when I'm in any trouble.
I've had read the books I hid behind the corner whenever the bad man comes, I didn't want him to come in again. It had been a week since I have been hurt, I don't like the hurt.
He says I deserve the pain but I don't know what that means, is pain hurt?
I sighed softly playing with my bruised and frail feet, I was naked with this clothing thing on my lower body, the big bad man called it 'undies' I don't know why it has such a funny name.
I'm currently ten years on earth, I have been counting the days which means I have been here for 3,560 days. I don't like the box I'm staying in anymore, there is a door but I can't reach it. There are ropes on me and I never know how to get them off because my hands are too tiny and weak, they usually shake a lot and I can't control when my body shakes.
I don't know why I do that but the bad man says it's because I have no clothes except for 'undies' maybe he's trying to help me, he has taught me my vocabulary and I taught myself to read.
I wondered how long it had been since I physically got off the ground, my legs and body had gotten so weak I could barely move so fast.
I sighed softly but my head perked up at the sound of my doggies coming through the secret spot, they looked like they were barking at the door in front of me which made me jump and shield my face with my hands.
I heard a voice as I stared in curiosity yet terror, bad man told me I wasn't allowed to talk to anyone who was outside but I had never been outside before, were they monsters? Bad man told me the monsters would get me if I went outside, I don't wanna meet the monsters.
My lip quivered in fear at the multiple voices walking behind the door, when the door opened I felt my chest hurt, was it pain like bad man said? It did hurt and I could barley breathe as I scurried as much as I could to the corner.
I don't like the monsters, I don't want the monsters, bad man will be mad if I met the monsters.
If I hide in the corner maybe the monsters won't see me, right? They will think I'm gone.
