The start of something new

The day I'm guessing it was started off the same as always wake up with food to last me breakfast, lunch, and dinner. Each time with something different but almost the same and I have gotten used to it. The waking up and wondering who makes me the food I eat, picks out the clothes in my drawers Never actually seeing the person.

Hi my name is Heather and I have been locked in the same room for the last ten years or so. There is no windows only a bed, toilet, shower, dresser, and a two-way mirror. The whole time I have been hear I was fed and warm and never understood why until. My twenty-third birthday. I finally got to see my kidnapper and what he has planned for me.