One day I was kidnapped. Along with my boyfriend Zach for 4 months. She kept us there for 4 months. 4 months. I've gone officially crazy but Zach still loves me for some reason. Every single day, same routine. Wake up at 9 AM. Bathroom. Eat. Shower. Locked up downstairs for 5 hours. Eat. Torture. Nap. Wake up. Torture. Talk to Zach for 5 minutes. Torture. Eat. Bathroom. Sleep. Every single fucking day. And it all started because I told one little lie...