As my senses slowly started to return I was aware of sharp metallic smell coming from somewhere on my body. Along with that was an old musty smell revealed I was in a cellar or a basment. The black bitterness that was shielding my eyes from wherever I was, the fabric was rough and course against my skin. Though my whole body ached the sharp pain in my thigh was most dominant out of all of them. My hands and feet were bond with thick rope and cutting off my circulation, I could barely move on inch. The chair I was in also had my waist tied to the chair as well.
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Default Title - The One Who Was Found
Teen FictionSadie is a 16 year old who got into a lot of trouble, but then meets the boy of her dreams. For a while everything works out but everything can go south
