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"M, are you done with your chores yet? Its been 2 hours. You are suppose to be done by now." With joy in his voice at the thought of being able to punish her again he gets up out of the chair and walks into the kitchen.
"Yes Master. Im done. Im sorry you had to call me. I just finished cleaning the rest of the kitchen."
"Well, lets take a look around and see what I can find."
He walks the entire house looking for a speck of dust or some small trinket out of place. As per usual he finds nothing. So, he makes something. He took one of the pictures that was on the wall and moved it so it would be cooked.
"M, why is this picture crooked? You know everything is suppose to be immaculate. Whats the problem?"
Having witnessed herself what he had just done she replies, "Im sorry Master. I must have missed it. I thought I had gotten to everything. Please forgive me."
"Oh, now you apologize. Well let me tell you something little girl. An apology is not going to do you any good."
He takes a swing at her and connects with her face at full force. The force of the blow knocks her to the ground. She begins to cry. He walks up to her and starts kicking her in the gut. "Do you see what you make me do? See what happens when you dont follow the rules?" With each word he kicks. "Stand up slave! Stand up now!" Some how she finds the strength to stand. Her lip bleeding from the early punch. Her stomach filled with such pain she cant even speak. Another punch. This one is centered on her face. It connects with her nose with an ear splitting crunch. She is forced back onto the ground. "Alright, I think that is punishment enough. Now go get take a shower and get cleaned up. I want you in here in 15 minutes."
"Yes Master."

"Henry, how much further do we have to go?"
"About 20 minutes. Not long now Nathan. We are almost there. From what the nurse told us, we should be able to see the farm house any minute if there are any lights on in the house. If there are no lights, then chances are there is no one there and we are out of luck."
"Well then, lets hope there are lights on in the house."
"Yeah. Nathan, look!"
"Lights, far off in the distance, but theres lights. Henry, do you think there's a chance?"
"I dont know boss, but we can pray."

"Ah, very good. 15 minutes on the dot. Now my slave. The question I know you must have been waiting for since early this morning. Are you ready to decide your fate? Are you ready to choose?"
"Yes Master I am ready for the question."
"Well slave, do you want to live another day, or are you ready to end your life?"
"The day I got here was the day I entered into hell. I swore with each passing day that I was not going to let you win. With that said I choose to k...."
A crash is heard at the door. Loud crashing footsteps swarm through the house.
"Oh my God. Take him into custody! You my friend are going away for a very, very long time you piece of shit!"
"How in the hell did you know I was even alive? How did you find me?"
"Thats just something you are going to have to wonder about. There is no way I am going to tell you anything. Take him out of here."
"Michelle, my name is Detective Nathan Garrett. You are safe. We're here to take you home."
She collapsed in his arms. She didnt know what to think. Is this a dream? Am I really going home? Is it my mind playing tricks on me? Oh my dear Lord, I am going home?
"Come on guys, lets get this poor girl to a hospital and give her parents a call. I am sure they are very anxious to hear the news. We can come back tomorrow and check this place out. Its not going anywhere."
Everyone that was at the scene that night could not believe the shape she was in. Her nose was so swollen it was not even recognizable. She had scares all over her. Her lips were swollen. One of her eyes was completely shut and the other was black and blue. Some of her fingers were twisted and turned in ways they didnt think was possible. She had bruises and cuts all up and down her legs. They didnt know how this girl survived such an ordeal. Nearly 7 weeks of complete torture.

Ring, ring, ring.
"Hello."
"Hello, Mr. Johnson?"
"Yes, who is this?"
"This is Detective Garrett. I am in Abilene. Sir, I have some news for you."
"Oh please God, dont let it be..."
"Sir, we have your daughter, shes alive. Beat up and disoriented, but shes alive."
"Oh my God, Barbara! They found Michelle. They found her alive. Shes alive!"
"We are going to have some of her more serious wounds treated now, but then we are going to have her care flighted up over to a Dallas hospital. I am going to take a flight up there myself. When we get there I will personally come and pick the both of you up so you can see her at the hospital."
"Thank you Detective Garrett. Thank you, thank you so much. I dont know what we will ever be able to do to repay you."
"You dont have to do anything. I was just doing my job."
"Thank you and we look forward to hearing from you soon."

The doctors at the hospital checked her over. She had to have surgery on her face. Most of her wounds were too old to do anything with, but the doctors did what they could. They had a OBGYN look at her and found that she was pretty messed up. Only time would tell if she would ever be able to have children. A plastic surgeon would be brought in after she was transferred to Dallas to see if he could repair some of the damage done to her vagina. Another specialist was brought in to look at her anus. It was also pretty bad off. But he was optimistic.

Back in Dallas, she was greeted by a whole hospital. They welcomed her with applause that could be heard for miles. Friends and family had gathered to see her when she was brought in. Detective Garrett had already picked up her mother and father. They were waiting for her when she arrived.
"Momma! Daddy! I didnt think I would ever see you two again! I missed you both so much!"
"Oh my baby girl, we missed you too. We are so happy you are home and safe. You father and I are going to get you through this. We will do anything you need us to do."
"Just hold me. Please just hold me."
They sat there in the room for almost 3 hours holding each other. But it came time for the doctors to do yet another surgery. No one really knew how many she would have to have. She didnt care how many, she was just glad to be home. She was glad that her parents were okay. She was happy to be alive.

Three weeks have passed since Michelle Johnson was rescued from her hell. She has been through 8 surgeries with no end in site as of yet. She has gotten mail from all over telling her how strong she is and how much of a role model she has become to so many. Girls writing her letters about abusive situations they were in.
"So, how is miss sunshine doing today?"
"Detective Garrett, its so nice to see you. To what do I owe the honor?"
"Nathan, please. I just came by to see how you were doing and to wrap up your statement."
"Well thank you for dropping by. I thought I had already told you everything?"
"Almost, I just have a few more questions."
"Okay, sure, what do you need?"
"The night that we showed up and barged in, you said that he had just asked you the question that he had asked you every night you were there. What was that question?"
"Did I want to live, or was I ready to end my life."
"What would your answer have been if we had not made it there that night and how did you go so long without ending your life?"
"To be completely honest with you, I was ready to end my life the first night I was there, but I could never bring myself to say the words. I didnt know how it was that he was going to make me end my life. All I knew was it was going to be drawn out and very painful. Nothing quick. The fear of not knowing what I would have to do is what kept me from saying those words. As for that night, I was ready to say the words, but I still dont know if I would have gotten them out. I would like to think that I wouldnt have, but I cant say for sure."
"Thank you Michelle. We will be in touch. Please, if you need anything, please dont hesitate to call."
"Thank you Nathan, thank you so much for not giving up the search."
She hugged him for a very long time. She had great respect for this man. He had not given up when she knew that many others would have. Because of him, she was safe with her parents and the people that loved her. She knew that the man that did this to her was behind bars and that he would never be able to hurt another person again. She also knew that she would never be the same. She had already started to see a therapist to try and work through some of the experiences she suffered at the hands of that man. In time, she felt she would be able to live a pretty good life.

The end

I will put out a prologue very soon. Please read chapters 1-5 and tell me what you think. Thanks so much for reading.