Chapter 1

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Camille pov

I felt my ankle chain around my foot, it was on tight but enough for me. to move around still, I was chain to a wall, there was water for me and toilet and bed near by. From I was chain up at, how I got here was a easy thing as a ten year old. A man broke in my house, killed my parents and took me. than kept me down here and ever since,  now I am think 19 years old now. Maybe 20 I never came up or get a Calendar or anything to tell me  what the year or the date was.

He just came up to feed me and gave me fresh water, like I was some kind of pet. He needs to take care of me, like always I beg for him to let me go. When he brings my meal for breakfast, lunch and dinner. When he's in the mood he forced him on me, which was rare. And only when he got drunk, it was bad that happens than after he bring me gifts such as new clothes or stuffed animal. Which I still hated him for dear life, because he took everything away from me.

I try to peek out of the basement window but nothing I could not. See anything like the outside world like where I was at or if's it raining or snowing. Nothing I would try to jump up to see but nothing, I just know there was grass like or less than inch off the ground. I sat down the old mattress than I wrap a thin fur blanket around me. as I waited for my next meal to come, and the creepy man to come that taken me away from my family and only home I had know. I heard door open and I saw the man that kidnapped me. with his old silver tray, where he sat down the food on in front of me " there, dinner time...meatloaf" he said as he lick his lips at the same time. When he did I noticed when he nose bleed he went to get  rag out of his pants  than. He shortly left to get out of the room, I started to munch on the meal he gave me as I did I started to think will I ever get out of here

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