Enslaved to the Shadow King

The Auction House

I can do nothing but lay on the dead grass. I didn't know how to feel, I wanted to cry but I just couldn't. This had to be planned, it had to be the reason I was never allowed to make friends. The reason I was never allowed to do anything. Someone untied my legs and pulled me up, their face was covered with a creepy white mask. Lots of peoples where wearing these. I was forced through a back door and thrown into a dark room with others. All different ages but most of them where girls. They where all crying, they where all scarred. After awhile I was told to get up, I didn't disobey. I was shoved on stage avoiding a gaping hole in the floor. I look out into a small but well sized audience, I wanted to collapse, I wanted to get out.

"This is Katie, She is 15, Being sold under any category"

Said some kind of auctioneer. People started making bets starting at 5,000 dollars, I wouldn't expect illegal things to be cheep. The prices went up until a shadowy figure raised it to 12,467 dollars. I had to leave with him, Now I started crying and yelling

"I don't want to! Please!"

Begging dose nothing, I'm shoved back outside while the guy pays. He walks up to me and tell me to get in and before I can retaliate he shoves me in. It's a big fancy car and the drive begins.