NevaehSinor
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Have you ever found yourself in a situation and thought "Well.... Shit" Through the cell doors, I hear the faint rustling of footsteps down stone steps, keys clanging against the cool metal bars to which I'm imprisoned. Listening to the approaching footsteps, I distinguish 4 sets of muscular men with their heavy treads as they descend down the first hallway, then the second, and finally down the hallway that leads straight to my cell or I should say cage. About 2 years ago, just a few days before I turned 14. I awaited the arrival of my parents at our home out in the Oklahoma countryside at our house. They'd been gone for 2 weeks on a business trip, and I was so excited to see them again. As we, me and my two siblings Ariella and Michael watch the driveway through the windows in the living room, we see our parents' red 2500 Chevy race down the drive. Knowing something wasn't quite right with their arrival I told my sibling to wait here and stay put while I ran out to see if everything was okay. Let's just say my life changed right there on that day,Having your life thrown upside down, your parents tourchered and killed right in front of you, and you and your brother and sister hauled off to who knows where, and then held captive in dark cold imprisonment for who knows how long all while you feel something growing within you, knowing it wants to be let out.β¦