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Kidnapped On My Birthday
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Ongoing, First published May 07, 2017
Mature
I'm Jayden Anon and today I'm 15 years old.  Three years earlier exactly on this day, my dad was murdered by two robbers.  Soon after, and by 'soon',  I mean immediately He was buried, my mother moved us and in 3 months she got remarried to a rich man named Gordon Acer.  In that same year, she got accepted for a job in Australia  that both she and my late dad applied for before his murder.

My Mom left me with my stepfather and his secretary at the age of 12 for her new job in Australia. My stepfather, Gordon Acer locked me up in my room and forbade me from going anywhere apart from school. He claims I wasn't safe.

To make that possible,  He got me my own personal chauffeur. 


I lived 3 years of my life locked up in my room without a phone, laptop or any tech device. 

okay not exactly ANY tech device, If you do consider an AC remote a tech device. 

Anyway, I tried to escape once when I was 13 but my stepfather hit me so many times that I couldn't even feel blood flow through my veins. I tried to protest against what He was doing to me after a month but then He Did to me even worse than what He Did the last time.
I kept on trying but still I got beaten at every attempt, so I decided to Stop trying. 

So today, on my 15th birthday, there's nothing stopping me from escaping. 

What could possibly go wrong??? 


[KEEP READING TO FIND OUT HOW IT TURNS OUT]

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