When 16 year old Katy Rhodes goes for a night of babysitting, she expects everything to go perfectly fine. But when everything goes wrong and when she gets kidnapped she must fight for survival.

Hannah Taylors finally gives in to her desperation and does one of the stupidest things a girl can do to grab her unapproachable long-time crush Jonah Gibbs' attention: spill soda on his white shirt and leave a motherfrigging red blotch on it. Accidentally... on purpose.

I watched as he searched through every single cabinet in the house.I myself was still tied up.I took in a deep breath. "Why are you doing this?"I asked making myself cry. "Because I love you my love.You must pay for being a naughty girl."He said taking out a pocket knife.He came closer to my bare skin.He then traced the blade on my upper arm. As he began to put pressure on the blade,pain began to pile up. "Do you love him?" Did he mean Chris? "Yes I do .Please let me goo." I began to plead. "Wrong answer Doll Face."With that he began to slice my arm. I screamed in agony.He just stood there with that stupid smirk of his . He was enjoying every moment of it.

I walked another two more steps and before I could take another step,someone grabbed me vigorously by the shoulders and placed a cloth on my nose and mouth. I tried struggling but I breathed in the chemicals. I felt my eyelids dropping. The vision around me blurred and I passed out. (undergoing major editing xD)

Haley has social anxiety. After taking a year out of the education system to be home-schooled, she's back as a junior. While she's not ready to take on the world as one might expect, she - at least - wants a fresh start. She knows that she's not the prettiest girl at her new school and by no means popular. Her life takes an unexpected turn when her sister winds up in hospital with an injury that not even the doctors can fix. Will Haley make it to the end of the year without the support of her older sister to show her the way? A Wattpad Featured Story Teen Fiction: #52 Finished: 14/12/13 Edited: 23/12/14 Featured: 22/4/15

Can't Escape. Why? Because I'm stuck with a crazy-in-love psycho. Can't Escape. There's no way out. Can't Escape. I'm helpless. Can't Escape. I'm weak. Can't escape. He will always know where I am. No matter where I go. {30 January 2022: This story is from 2015, I was almost 14 when I wrote this so bear with me lol}

"Okay, where do you want me to start?" "Anywhere you wish." "There were five of us. Dani, Elizabeth, Audrey, Taylor and me. We spent about 9 months in the basement. The walls where cement. The floor was cement. We each had our own chairs. Dani had her baby blue chair with white roses in the upper right corner. Elizabeth had her pale pink chair with white daiseys in the lower right corner. Audrey had her yellow chair with white roses in the upper left corner. Taylor had her black chair with red roses in the lower left corner. I had a white chair with sunflowers that sat in the center, the very center of the room. Each of us had a light above our heads. There were no covers in the lights just the wires losely hanging with the light attached at the end. The front legs of all our chairs had buckles that when we sat down they were right where our ankles were like he knew just were to put them. There were buckles on our arm rests that when we laid are arms on them the buckels our wrist were in the perfect spot. I think its funny how we all never made the conecction." "What conecction would that be?" "That we all have brown hair, blue eyes, were 5'5, all weighed 130. That when you put the first letter of each of our names together it spells Death. I love how at one point we all thought something, right before we were taken. Dani thought she was going to get mail. Elizabeth thought she was picking up dinner. Audrey thought she was going to class. Taylor thought she was taking her dog for a walk and I thought I was going to marry him and that I loved him with all my heart."

A dense fog surrounded me, confusing my senses. Suddenly, it cleared and a room solidified in my sight. Confusion swept over me. At this rate, it was becoming my new best friend. My gaze swept around the room, landing on a door that had materialized in one of the walls. I began to move towards it, instincts pushing my confusion out of the way. Before I could even take two steps, someone threw a hood over my head. My elbows and feet flailed, trying to plant themselves on my attacker. It was no use. Strong arms wrapped around my torso, containing me enough to drag me somewhere only God knew of. My attacker threw me onto the ground suddenly, pulling my hood off before I hit the floor. The room I had been in was gone. I looked around, but it was completely empty. That's when I heard them. The whispers. They were telling me to run. The same warning over and over again, getting louder with each second. I sprang to my feet, the room now swirling around me. There wasn't a door. I was trapped.

"The longer you have to wait for something, the more you will appreciate it when it finally arrives. The harder you have to fight for something, the more priceless it will become once you achieve it. The more pain you have to endure on your journey, the sweeter the arrival at your destination. All good things are worth waiting for and worth fighting for." -Susan Gale

"why won't you just let me go?" Blakely is fifteen and when her and her dad get into a fight, she storms out the house. Only to be taken to a place in which she's forced to stay.