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 I woke up what seemed like hours later and a sharp pain led me to scream. Hurrying to shush myself, I looked at my surroundings. I was in a room, filled with junk. Useless objects like a broken television, old posters from the eighties,and trash was everywhere. I however was tied onto a chair, unable to move. I screamed again.

 Suddenly, a masked man scuffled into the room. He didn't handle himself like a true villan,or kidnapper. His movements showed he was scared. Really scared.

 "Who are you? Why are you keeping me here?! Let me go home!" I belted out as if the words were already in my mind.

 "Hush! I heard you scream. That bump on your head must hurt, I'll go get some ice."

  At this point I didn't care what he was doing I just wanted to get out of there. I struggled to get free. Twisting and turning as much as I could. I finally got a free and used it to start untieing my other hand. But then, he walked back into the room.

 "Oh no, no, no. We can't have you escaping now can we?" He said, quickly to tie me back up even tighter than before.

 With tears racing down my already tearstained face I yelled

 "Who are you?!"

"Why Jennifer," He replied, "Don't you remeber me? I'm Dan your father."

To be continued...

  With my face drenched with tears I tried to figure this all out. My father's name was Joesph. He was probably sitting at home with my mom right now. I was so confused at this moment more than I've ever been, in my life. Why would this crazy kidnapper claim to be my father?

 But I knew what I had to do. To get out of this sticky situation, I had to think quick. But before I could say anything he spoke.

 "Jennifer I'll fix you some soup. You look terrible. Oh and I'll get a blanket it's starting to get a little chilly in here."

 As I looked down at myself ,I realized I was still in shorts and a t-shirt. Plus I was really hungry. So, I just waited and thought about what I was to do.

 After about ten minutes he brought in with cold split pea soup and a blanket.

 "I can't eat this," I said.

 '"Why not?"

 "If you haven't noticed I'm kind of tied up right now."

 That got me a hard slap on the face and fed my cold pea soup.

 What's going on?

 A few hours later I reliezed that I really had to go the bathroom. If I didn't go soon there would be a mess.

 "Excuse me, may I please use the restroom. Please?" I asked.

 "Why should I let you go to the bathroom, after that smart mouth of yours goes off I shouldn't let you do anything!"

 I had to think on my toes.

 "Well, if you don't let me go it will get very messy in here. I assure you."

 "Go! And hurry up I have to talk to you when you get back."

 He quickly untied me and showed me to the restroom. I closed the door and did my business. As I was washing my hands I explored the bathroom. It was discusting. There was blood everywhere and dirt too. Then I saw the window, I looked out and saw tree's, lots and lots of tree's. Then the doorknob started to jiggle. I hurried and pretended like I was drying my hands.

 "Little girl? Little girl, come out here now!!" He said.

 He was swerving back and forth, like he was drunk. He was being terrible. I already knew he wasn't my father but he wasn't doing a very good job at it. Calling me little girl, what kind of fool was he?

 I walked towards him. He told me to sit down so I sat in the chair next to the couch. I saw a new man in the room. He was younger maybe seventeen. He wasn't so bad looking but I refused to look into his eyes. But he sure was looking at me. Was, was he checking me out?

 "Little girl, what's your name?"Asked the kidnapper.

 "Jennifer." I replied.

 "Would you like to play a game? Jennifer." He asked.

 "What kind of game?"

  "Well this game would require you to do some 'work'"He said as the younger man came up and started unbuttoning my shirt.

To be continued...