It sucks waking up screaming because you had a nightmare about being kidnapped. The worse thing about all of it is the fact that's it's not a dream.

"Abigail dear, you need to calm down," Andrew said soothingly trying to wake me from my "dream".

"GET AWAY FROM ME YOU MONSTER," Abigail shouted while trying to get away from the monster before her.

"DONT YOU EVER CALL ME A MONSTER AGAIN," Andrew said while raising his hand to smack her.

I never thought he would hit me again but I guess I'm wrong, Abigail thought. 

"DO. YOU. UNDERSTAND. ME?" He shouted at me with such anger I never thought existed.

"Y-y-yes, s-s-sir," I stammered. 

"Good girl my dear princess. I will visit you later. I have some business to attend."

"Yeah kidnapping," I muttered under my breath when he was halfway out the door but I instantly regretted saying those words as soon as he turned around. With so much force slapped me which knocked me back on the ground.

"Remember I saved you, princess," he said with a very cold tone to his voice. 

"I DIDNT WANT TO BE SAVED. I WOULD RATHER DIE THEN STAY IN THIS HELLHOLE," I yelled at him and cowardly hiding down in fear of being slapped again. But when nothing came I looked up with a look of confusion. 

Because Andrew was gone.

"Where the hell did he go," I thought out loud.

"Behind you, princess," were words I hated and they were being said in my right ear behind me. 

"AGHHHHHHHH," I screamed.

"Shut up. The neighbors will be able to here you. You stupid bitch," he said throwing me against the opposite wall.

All I could do was cry and cry and cry. After awhile he left because he got tired of watching me cry I guess.

 I tried and tried for days to get out. But he just put more locks on because he knew I could pick locks. There are like several of them with three locks on each. I just stopped trying to pick them and he stopped bothering me. Letting me rot to death. 

I was thankful because he was leaving me alone and not hitting me. I was able to workout and stabilize my strength back. I was able to do more workouts and help my body grow. I was happy. I was alone. And being alone was my happy place. 

 Until the day comes when I can get that door open just a bit I would run and run and run until I can't run no longer. Or I would start a new life because that sounds better. Starting a new life. Maybe becoming a waitress. Get tips and a good check and be able to have an apartment and be alone. Yeah that sounds good. Being alone and working. My life right there. Hopefully I'll be able to escape soon.