My name is Ashley Hays. I was murdered August 9th. My killer was an old man that had a scare right above his left eye...I was stuffed in a bag and put in a safe right under his house. But I'm getting ahead of my self. I'm going to take you back to before I was dead. The killer was James.
It was June 18th, it was raining that day! I remember cause my was telling me over and over not to forget my coat. Everyday there was this man he was creepy like killer creepy but of corse I didn't think anything by it. When I left my house I had this chill like someone was watching me. I looked behind me and no one was there. I kept doing that until I reached my bus stop. My bus came and I could feel safe. I went to school that day and it was a normal life in high school! I was poplar. So you can imagine my school life. When it hit 3:00 I gathered my things and got on the bus. I always sit in the front. It was a thing of mine I guess? No one really talks to me on the bus. They mainly talk about me. But I just turn the other cheek and try my best to ignore it! When my bus stopped at my stop I calmly get off, and walk home. I felt like someone was watching me again. I hurry home as fast and unnoticeable as possible. When I arrived at my house my mom was there to greet me as always and ask that annoying question "So hunny how was your day?" My mom asked. And of course my answer was "it was a day" like always, and we wouldn't even talk the rest of the day. My family isn't like most family's we don't talk to each other, we eat in different rooms, we rarely come out of our rooms. So we are pretty quite. A week have past and that strange feeling was getting worse like something bad was fixing to happen. I didn't let it bother me tho. But I kept a good distance from his house. But that didn't help cause my mom called my school the next day and she had a teacher tell me that a neighbor was gonna pick me up from school. I was hopping that she was talking about Mrs. Jade, she is a nice lady. It was 3:00 and the inner com said my ride was here. I got my stuff and walked out side kinda scared. I opened the door and he said "get it in". So I got in and buckled up. He was on my road. "You just passed my house?" I said with a fear in my voice. "Your not going home anytime soon dear." He said. "I-I-I wanna go home Now!" I said. "NO! Your not so shut up!!" He said. I tired to open the door but he had it locked! I was terrified but I couldn't let him see it! Two hours past... We reached a old abandoned house. I was kinda scared...I kept my eyes locked on him! He got out and came around to open my door. Once he opened my door he grabbed me by my arm and dragged me out and in the house. He drug me up stares and into a room. I thought this would be the last of me! In the room was a dresser, mattress, and some chains. "If you want out of the chains then you have to prove to me that you can be a good little girl!" He said. He through me on the bed and stripped me! He threw me a T-shirt and some shorts. He said "get dressed!" I did what he said. After I got dressed he came back in the room and chained me. "When I'm here your in the chains but when I leave the chains come off. There is no way you can leave the doors are locked when I leave and oh yea look at the window...bars so yea your stuck chuck!" He said. Ill be back in a few. He said. " Ill be here when you get back "I said with a sarcastic tone he rolled his eyes and left. A few hours passes when I heard foot steps coming up the hall way. Fear just shot threw my body. He came back with food. He came in and unchained me and threw me the food. "I told you when I leave the chains come off." I said. He left the room and I heard the door shut and I got up slowly. I opened each drawers. The first one had pictures of girls. They all the pictures had naked girls. They all looked my age or younger. I was kinda scared of what he had in store for me! Anyways the second drawer had some socks and underwear and bras. The third one had books and just random things, I guess to keep me un-bored. I walked around the room and I saw a bathroom. The mirror opened and I saw medication. Just first ad stuff. The closet was huge. In it was like hundreds of shirts and shorts. It was weird. I opened the bed room door. And slowly walked out. Holding my breath. I looked both ways before I even thought of walking out. I slowly walked out and went to the kitchen and I found nothing but water. So I just went back to my room and laid down. I feel asleep. I woke up to a noise. Foot steps I was starting to shake. I just hoped that it all was a dream but nope I'm in my personal hell and I can't get out. "Hey beautiful, how did you sleep?" He said. I have him a evil eye. He sat beside me and put his hand on my thigh. I was scared. His hand was going up. I pushed his hand away. "We could do it the easy way with out the chains or the hard way with the chains? Your choice! He said. I looked at him and I shed at tear. He said "I won't hurt you." He put his hands on my thigh and started to go up my leg. He spread my leg and pushed me back. He stood up and got between my legs and pulled off my short and underwear. He unbuckled his pants and pulled it out. He stuck it in me. Tears started to go down my face. After he was done he fixed his pants and walked out. I got dressed and fell to the floor. Crawled to a corner and cried. I cried my self to sleep. When I woke up he was sitting on the bed... Rocking back and forth. "You didn't like it. What did I do. Bitch answer me" he said. "You fucking raped me you asshole" I said. He stood up and just looked at me. He took me by my wrist and drug me to the bed and cuffed me. He took off his belt and used the metal buckle and started to hit me over and over. Once across my face, four across my stomach, sixteen across my back. I landed on the floor. Just laying there emotionless. On the floor. He kicked me and left. I crawl to the bed. Begging god to make this end. I eventually feel asleep. The pain was so bad I woke up in the middle of the night. I was still chained up. I looking around and it seemed empty. I started to cry at the thought that I would never see my mom or my dad. That I could die with out even seeing them. I stayed up the night and morning just thinking. Around 2:00 p.m I heard the front door open and it wasn't just one voice I heard. I heard another man. I heard them coming I braced my self for what might happen. I had an idea. The door opened. Behind him was a boy. I think around my age. In the James hands was a knife and a camera. I thought "oh great he is gonna video tap it." He placed the camera in the corner. It viewed the bed perfect. He unchained me and undressed me too. He told the boy to undress and have fun. James left the room, closing the door behind him. The boy quickly got dressed and turned off the camera. He said I could get dressed too, so I did. After I got dressed I got back on the bed with shooting pain all over my body. I leaned against the wall aching. He sat beside me. "Hey, my name is chris, I'm 16." Said Chris. I don't want to hurt you so you don't have to be afraid?" Chris said. I just looked at him funny thinking to my self "wow finally something good out of this hell hole!" I didn't say one word to him. It hurt to even move my head. It got time for him to leave so I was alone again. James came back in the room and chained me back up. A week past and it was finally July. I am batter and bruised. I wanted to kill my self cause I thought it was the only way out. Then three weeks past. My stomach aching with lack of food. The following day James came back with food. I ate it so fast I almost threw up! I passed out and awoke in a chair. I had a bars around my legs and arms. I was scared. Days past and no sign of James. He came back on the 1st of August. He brought a table with a old raggedy blanket over it. "It's been so long Ashley since we have had this kind of moment." James said. I had to move you down here cause I have another girl up stares." He pulled the cover off of the table. There was knifes and shit on it. He ripped off my shirt and carved slut on my stomach. It was hours before he stopped. I was cover from head to toe in my own blood. Twitching in pain I look around. My vision blurry. I pass out. I woke yup and I was being carried. I blacked out. I came too laying down in a shed. James came in with a gun. "It's your time Ashley." James said he shot me in the back of my head. On August 9th. He barred me in the woods. It took the cops two years to find my body, and four months to find that bastard. I got my justice. Keep in mind that girl is still there!!!
TO BE CONTINUED!!!!
