The Kidnap
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Last published Wed, Apr 2, 2014
My life was perfect compared to this hell that is now called my reality. Sometimes, I wish it was all a dream, then I could just pinch myself and wake up. But I know this is reality and it feels all too real to be a dream.
I was just an average teenager until all this. I have one question though, “why me?”. Why not someone else? Although I wouldn't wish this life on anyone, not even my worst enemy. I HATE my life. Why do I hate life? Well I owe all this to him.
This one guy ruined my life. I can’t even think of any words harsh enough to describe him. I don't think that I could have more hatred towards anyone more than him. I wouldn’t dare to say that, not to his face. Well actually... I may have accidentally said that a few times, but I never got away with it without a bruise, whether it’s a slap to my face or a punch to the stomach, I always got a few harsh, undeserved words. He said he loved me, that it was for my own good, but why does he have to punish me in such a way?
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