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Leah willow

"Dad, why are you doing this?" I say, my voice trembling more as he passes me over to a masked man. Tears stream down my face. "You're done talking," the masked man says, tapping my mouth. "B-But I'm your daughter!" I yell before the masked man puts the tape on my mouth. He grabs my arm and drags me abruptly to the door. I took one last glance at my dad-no, not dad, father.

"You were nothing to me," he says as he turns to leave. The coldness in his voice chills me to the core. My mind reels, trying to comprehend the betrayal, the sudden shift from love to disdain. The masked man tightens his grip on my arm, pulling me towards the darkened hallway. I start to struggle, desperate to break free, my muffled cries for help echoing uselessly.

As we move further away, the familiar surroundings of my home blur. The comforting smells, the pictures on the walls, the warmth of familiarity-all fade into an overwhelming sense of dread. I thrash violently, hoping to slip from the masked man's hold, but his grip is like iron.

"Stop struggling," he growls, his voice low and threatening. "It'll only make things worse for you." Those were the last words I heard before seeing the gun coming towards me.

Ash Cameron

"Hello.'' I said into the phone my voice was rough and bitter. I was pissed. who the hell calls at 3:30 AM. " Mr. Cameron, I'm here to inform you that we have a new pet that I personally would love to sell to you'' the menacing voice is all I need to know that it's the boss of human trafficking "what type of pet we are talking about." I asked, knowing full well it is going to be a disobedient one "ahh.. she is a unique, feisty though we already know you can handle a bad pet. Just make sure the pet lasts a good 2 months before you kill it.'' He ended the call knowing full well I love a challenge