💕chapter 1💕

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Please bare with me. I'm just about to start high school and I have bad Grammer.

The phone rang.
"Hello?" I asked, "hello?" No one answered. I had hung up just as the lights went out.
Then I heard laughter. Like lots of little kids.

"Hello?! Anyone there?!"
Icy fingers gripped my arms. I went to elbow them in the face or the chest but there was more laughter. Like it was telling me there was no point.
"What! What do you want?!"
My answer was just more laughing, and then more ice-cold hands grip my ankles. They were putting something cold on my wrists. It was just a bit warmer than their hands. I felt as they started to dig their fingers into my forearms.
I cried out.
"Stop it! You're hurting me!"
More and more laughter. And more and more hands grip my arms. (A/N Does that make sense?) Their grips got tighter until I screamed in pain. They hit me on the head with something and it had knocked me unconscious.

When I woke up my ankles were bound together and my arms were above me. My shoes were gone and so was my t-shirt. I still had my shorts on but they were soaked. I think in water, Well I hope. In the corner of the room, I saw a table. I sweat-dropped at what was on it. Are they going to hurt me with those? On the table was a butcher's knife, a metal pole with a jagged edge, a whip, and what I can only think is another set of long chains.
"What do you want from me?!"

Laughter, then an answer.
"Fun. We want you to be our little play toy."
"W-what do yo-ou mean 'fun'. H-how do y-your play to-oys end out lik-ke?" I student out like an idiot.
"Huh! Dead!!" Then came lots of laughter.

That's all. But if you find incorrect spelling please tell me. And any feedback is recommended. Sorry it's short and sucks but






























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