Little Miss Kidnapped

Little Miss Kidnapped

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My mind is spinning, words around me fly. I can't hold on much longer. It's now or never. People always told me that death was the easy way out. Sure it May solve all of your problems, it may give you a way out. But it was the cowardly think to do, and I used to agree. I was the popular girl every girl wanted, no needed to be. I was everything. I meant the world to people. I was every boy's dream girlfriend. But I didn't want to be this, this girl everyone wanted to be. I wanted to be me, a girl who loves school and loves her family. If you can't exactly do that when you are sitting in a cell. Thick cement walls surround you, 48 hours straight. Or when pleasing him. I just want to be the girl that's normal. A girl that loves school and loves her family.
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He wasn't always like this... was he? Was it a specific moment that led to where we are today? Was I too blind to see through his façade? Was I blind enough to overlook his sociopathic, sadistic tendencies? No answers, I have no answers. But it doesn't matter anymore. Neither of us are the same people we once were. It's too late for him and I. We can't turn around from the grave sins we've committed. He's the monster I loved once but now, he's the spawn of Satan himself. I was once the girl he supposedly loved but now... I'm just an object of his torments. "You really think you'll be able to leave me?" The sinister look in his eyes keep me alert. "No," I answer truthfully as the blood dripping down my skirt. "You will keep me alive till my heart bleeds for you. Until you break me completely and that's when I'll take my last breath that takes me away from the man who created hell on earth for me; and that's when I'll leave you, forever."

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