BOOK 1
i walked into a house with several men, watching, waiting, that's when i realized who they were waiting for, it was me. There was a man standing, auctioning me off. A couple miinutes later, a man, he looked old, in his forties, i think. He was dressed very well, he's not that goodlooking but he's alright to look at. He gave another man a piece of paper and walked up to me, grabbing my arm. As i looked down at my hands, i had handcuffs with chains on my wrist and my feet. i didn't know what to do, so i just listened to the man. He said his name was Travis Stout and he bought me because i cook and clean very well. He also said that he would pay me with food and water. Before i could say anything, he also added that he would give me a room to sleep. It's still dark out and he placed me in his nice car, he placed me in the front seat and drove to his house, but it's really a shack, any way it took us a good twenty minute ride. He got out of the car, walking to the passenger side and helped me inside to my new room. He also gave me a tour where i'll be working for the rest of my life at. He opened the door and dressed me for bed, telling me to sleep and i'll start working at five o'clock in the morning. i laid my head down on the hard pillow and slept til i heard the Master close his bedroom door. i got up and pulled out my diary.
Dear Diary,
i was bought today by a man, he's in his forties and not bad looking at his age. He was very kind to me, he has a nice shack. He sure does like to hunt wolves, i just hope that he doesn't find out about me. And that, i'm not telling him. Well i have to stop writing, i have to get up in a couple hours to make breakfast for the Master.
Good Night
i put my book back under the mattress and went back to sleep.
(Day 1, Dream)
i walked into a house with several men, watching, waiting, that's when i realized who they were waiting for, it was me. There was a man standing, auctioning me off. A couple miinutes later, a man, he looked old, in his forties, i think. He was dressed very well, he's not that goodlooking but he's alright to look at. He gave another man a piece of paper and walked up to me, grabbing my arm. As i looked down at my hands, i had handcuffs with chains on my wrist and my feet. i didn't know what to do, so i just listened to the man. He said his name was Travis Stout and he bought me because i cook and clean very well. He also said that he would pay me with food and water. Before i could say anything, he also added that he would give me a room to sleep. It's still dark out and he placed me in his nice car car, in the front seat and drove to his house, but it's really a shack, any way it took us a goodd twenty minute ride. He got out of the car, walking to the passenger side and helped me inside to my new room. He also gave me a tour where i'll be working for the rest of my life at. He opened the door and dressed me for bed, telling me to sleep and i'll start working at five o'clock in the morning. i laid my head down on the hard pillow and...
A couple hours later, i woke up, got dressed and went to the kitchen. i was all over the kitchen and found what i needed. As i was looking for the paper, Master Stout cam in and said, "Are you familiar with the kitchen?" "Yes sir, may i ask a question?" "You may." "Where is the list for the meals and chores?" "It's right here on the fridge." "Thank you Master Stout." "Are you always this polite?" "My momma always told me to respect anyone that gives respect to me." "She raised you right." i gave a little smile and he also added, "When is your birthday" "It was yesterday, sir." "How old are you now?" "Twelve years old, Master Stout." "Was there anything in particular you wanted?" "Just a book to write in, Master Stout." "What do you like to write about?" "Stuff." "Like what?" "i was thinking of writing a story about a girl with a special gift. But nobody knows what her gift is, so they try to figure out what it is." "Is a supernatural novel?" "Yes sir." "Can't wait to read it, how bout this we can go and get the book now, when we come back, you can write all day long." "Not all day long, i wanna work, if it's okay, i would like to have my breaks to write the story." "Deal, let's go." "Cool." So we left the cabin and got into the car. Mr. Stout started driving and we got to the bookstore 20 minutes later. Mr. Stout came to my side of the car and let me out. We walked into the bookstore and he said, "Go look for the book of your dreams and get as many as you want too." "Really, i can get more than one book." "Yes, go get it before i make up my mind." "Thank you." i jumped up and planted a kiss on his cheek, then i started looking around. 20 minutes later, i found the book of my dreams and i grabbed about 10 books and i walked up to Mr. Stout, he turned around and said, "Ready to check out?" "Not yet, i want to get some pencils, sharpeners and erasers." "Is this enough?" He moved away from the counter and i saw 75 pencils, erasers and sharpeners, then i said, "That's plenty enough for me." "Good, are you ready to head back home?" "Yes sir, i'm ready." "Go get some books to read to take home." "Okay." So i did what he said and i got some books and guess whose books i got. I got Edgar Allan Poe, Stephen King, and J.K. Rowling's books. I got the Dark Tower series, the Harry Potter series and Edgar's Pit And The Pendlelum. Mr. Stout said, "Ready to check out?" "I am this time." "Good." Mr. Stout bought everything i wanted and i was happy. So after we were done shopping, we got back into the car and drove back to the cabin. Mr. Stout helped me with the books and the supplies to my room and he said, "Would you like to have lunch with me?" "I would be delighted to join you for lunch as long as I can make it." "Deal." I smiled and walked into the kitchen, i grabbed the bread, chips, crab meat, hot peppers, chili powder, and the rest of the stuff to make Hot Crab Sandwiches. Ten minutes later, i finally finished the sandwiches and took them to the table where Mr. Stout was sitting at, i placed the plate in front of him and said, "Hope you like the sandwich, it's my specialty." "Ok." He took one bite and he said, "Wow, this is good, make this for me every day for lunch, please." "Yes sir." "Thank you sweetheart, lunch is fantastic." "Thank you." "Your welcome." Then he added, "There's not much to clean til dinner, okay." "Yes sir, so you're saying i can do whatever i want." "Yes." "Cool, but there are rules right." "That's right, they are, be in the kitchen at breakfast, lunch, and dinner and dessert. So are we good these rules." "Yes sir." "Ok, go clean up the mess in the kitchen and do something that you have always wanted to do." "Yes sir." This is too cool, I get to write whenever I want, I would make a great housewife one day. I can't wait to write in the books I got today. Master Stout is so cool, I hope that he doesn't get me mad, if he does, I might turn into a raving wolf, I don't want him seeing that. At least, not yet. But if I have to, I will hurt him him and I don't want to do that. For some reason, there's something off about him, I don't know what it is, but I don't like it. So I pulled out the first book, opening to the front page and wrote:
BOOK 1
Belle Gold
i was bought today by a man, he's in his forties and not bad looking at his age. He was very kind to me, he has a nice shack. He sure does like to hunt wolves, i just hope that he doesn't find out about me. And that, i'm not telling him. Well i have to stop writing, i have to get up in a couple hours to make breakfast for the Master. i made breakfast for Master Stout this morning, after breakfast was over, Master Stout took me to the book store and got me 10 books, 75 pencils, erasers and sharpeners, and I also got Edgar Allan Poe, Stephen King, and J.K. Rowling's books. I got the Dark Tower series, the Harry Potter series and Edgar's Pit And The Pendlelum. i thought that was very sweet of him to give me these things. i have a gut feeling that he's gonna turn on me in a matter of seconds and i can never tell when he changes into that 'bad man'.
