Hi, my name is Emily, I'm 19 and, suicidal, abused, and worthless. I've been abused by my kidnapper and his friends, I don't think my parents even tried to find me, they probably don't even care but that doesn't matter to me anymore. What really matters is finding a good place to hide from my kidnapper, Jake. He's 25 years old and sick in the brain. I've tried to escape many times but each time, he finds me and it never ends pretty....last time he hanged my with a rope and whipped me with his belt repeatedly until my back was bloody and sore. You would probably think I learned my lesson but I don't care what happens to me anymore, I'm not worth it anyways, I'm just a waste of space. I'm tied to a wooden chair in my empty, cold, dark room, waiting for Jake to return from the strip club, but I don't think there's a way of me untying my arms and unlocking the door without being caught. But some how I manage to release myself from the chair, now I need to pick the lock and run out. Or I can just jump out the window, which I think it's easier. I unlock the window and look out. "Crap" I whispered to myself. I have to jump from the second floor and there's concrete at the bottom, I'm gonna end up with weak bloody knees.


I sit on the edge of the window the window and close my eyes "3....2..."Right when I was gonna jump, Jake finishes the count down for me. I turn around and see him smirking at me. "Come here" he says "Jake...." I said but no words would come out."I SAID COME HERE!!!!" He yells and I whimper as he grasp me by my arm and drags me to the other room, The room where he teaches me a lesson. "Please...don't do this" I say softly, almost impossible to hear. "Jake! I'll do anything you want, but please don't hurt me...." I say and he chuckles "You already do everything I want" he says and throws me to the floor.He stares at me for a while, watching me groan in pain with tears falling from my eyes.




"Come on bitch!" He yells at me and begins to kick me in my rib cage....well, now you know why I'm suicidal.

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