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| 10 Jul 2015 02:10 PM
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So I was born and raised in a small town, my parents divorced when I was young so I had to move around alot. It was pretty hard for me because I had to switch schools alot which is something that I hated. So, one day I decided I would run away and live on the streets. I knew it wouldn't be easy but I thought I could do it. I decided I wanted to find my birth mother and see what she was like and where she lived. So, I hitchhiked my way across the country, I had no money and I had no food. I was freezing and hungry all the time but I refused to give up. I finally made it to my birth mothers home state and decided to head there to try and find her. I didn't know it then but my journey was not even close to being over.
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| 10 Jul 2015 02:12 PM
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I spent a few days trying to find out any information about my birth mother, I had nothing else to do and there was nowhere to go so I just kept asking around. Finally, someone told me that I should head to the local church because they might know more than anyone else. I went there and asked everyone if they had ever heard of my mother, no one replied or looked like they had any clue who I was talking about. I was getting frustrated so I left and found myself walking down the street. That's when I saw this weird old man with long grey hair walking toward me. As he got closer, I noticed his eyes were bloodshot and that he was dressed in all black. He had an evil smile on his face as well. I quickly turned away and tried to ignore him but he kept walking straight for me. I ran, not knowing where to go I ended up running right into the alley behind the church. I hid there for a little bit until I decided it was safe to come out. Once I came out I noticed a car parked by the side of the road. It looked brand new and expensive so I thought maybe it belonged to someone from the church.
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| 10 Jul 2015 02:13 PM
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I walked over to the car and peeked inside to see if anyone was around, once I saw that it was empty I opened the door and hopped in. As soon as I did I felt this overwhelming feeling of peace come over me. The seats were soft and comfortable, I didn't want to leave but I knew I had to. I figured that whoever owned the car would be back soon so I decided to try and get some rest. I fell asleep with my head resting on the window. When I woke up I was still sitting in the same position that I had been in before I fell asleep. I got scared because I couldn't tell how long I had slept for or what time it was. I heard a voice outside say "there she is" then the door to the car opened and I looked up to see the old man again. He was standing there with an evil smile on his face and bloodshot eyes. He told me to get out of the car and I tried to run away but he grabbed me and threw me into the trunk of the car. I could hear people screaming outside the car, it sounded like they were being tortured. The car started moving and I realized that I was going to die.
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| 10 Jul 2015 02:14 PM
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I started to cry, I didn't know what else to do. All I could think about was my family and how much they would miss me if I died. My thoughts kept flashing back to all the good memories we had together when we were all still happy and healthy. Finally, after hours of driving I felt the car stop and the doors open. I knew that this was my last chance so I tried to break free but the old man held onto me tightly. He dragged me out of the trunk and pushed me into the backseat of another car. Once inside, the door slammed shut and locked behind me. I looked around frantically looking for a way to escape but there was nothing. That's when I realized that I was going to die after all.
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| 10 Jul 2015 02:15 PM
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I began to panic, I didn't want to die. I tried to scream and get attention but no one heard me. The only thing I could hear was the sound of the engine and tires moving over pavement. The car drove for what seemed like an eternity until it finally stopped. I heard footsteps approaching and then the door opened again. The old man grabbed me by the arm and pulled me out of the car. He took me into a house where there were other people just like me who were being tortured and killed. I knew that I wasn't going to make it out alive this time.
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| 10 Jul 2015 02:16 PM
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As soon as I walked through the door I saw a young girl with long blonde hair running around in circles. She had bruises all over her body and she looked scared out of her mind. I ran up to her and hugged her tight trying to comfort her but it didn't work. The old man came over and pulled us apart. He said "you're going to be my special pet, you two will keep each other company". Then he dragged us back down the hall towards our new home.
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| 10 Jul 2015 02:17 PM
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When we got there I could see that it was a small room with no windows or doors. There was a mattress on the floor and a bucket next to it for us to use as a toilet. The walls were made of cinderblocks and they had graffiti on them everywhere. It looked like someone had been writing things like "help" and "kill me" over and over again. I couldn't believe what I was seeing, this was worse than anything I could ever imagine happening to me.
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| 10 Jul 2015 02:18 PM
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The old man left us alone in the cell and locked the door behind him. The girl and I sat down on the mattress and just looked around while she sobbed quietly. After a few minutes she stopped crying and asked me if I wanted to play a game. I didn't know what to say so I just nodded my head yes. She picked up a piece of cardboard off the floor and started drawing pictures of herself and me. She told me all about her life before this happened to her and how happy she used to be.
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| 10 Jul 2015 02:19 PM
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We talked for hours and she even fell asleep at one point because she was tired from all the excitement. When she woke up again we continued talking and laughing until the door opened again. The old man walked in with a tray full of food and drinks for us. He set them down on the floor next to the bed and told us that he would be back soon. We thanked him and he closed the door behind him.
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