⚠️ ⚠️ ⚠️ Warning if you currently have depression you may not want to read this.
At resess I was hanging out with my friends Lily and Teana. They were like the only friends that I have now and the only ones that thought I wasn't dead. Everyone in the town thought that I was dead but my mom, lily, and Teana. But anyways back to resess. Lily had to go to the washroom and Teana went to get a sip of water, so I was left alone. I hate being alone so I went to walk with the teacher until lily and teana came back. But on my way I heard Brittany say "How date you try to run away from me. You pest. No one has ever ran away from me. You are in for one big treat." "I..I...I thought...y..you went to j..j..jail." "I did , but I escaped," Brittany sad very angry at me. Lily came up behind me. I jumped as if I was just watching the scariest part of a horror movie. "Chill girl it's just me," Lily said sounding worried for me. "Did you hear that voice. It's Brittany, the one that kidnapped me." " no I didn't hear it. Are you ok, you aren't acting like your usual self. Do you need help," lily said being very frightened. "Lily I'm scared please help me. I can't handle this anymore." "No please, don't give up on life. You have people who care for you with all of their heart. Do you know how hard it would be on me and Teana if you did that," Lily said sounding very sad. "But there is no point in life anymore. Every time I come outside I think of Brittany, every time I run I think of Brittany, I think of Brittany everywhere I go." "Doesn't mean that you give up," Lily said. After a while of fighting with Lily about it. Teana came and broke us up. When resess was over I went into the school we learned and it was resess again. This time I was alone because Lily was mad at me and Teana was hanging out with Lily. I didn't even want to hang out with anyone this time. So I stayed by myself. I heard Brittany again but I didn't care anymore if she killed me, then she killed me. What was even the point of fighting anymore there was no point in fighting anymore. I told Brittany to take me back to the house. And that I didn't want to fight her anymore. That She could just torture me. Brittany didn't like that answer and said "No there is no point in you not wanting to fight. I want to see the pain in your eyes. I want to feel the happiness in torturing you." She left me alone but I didn't care, I didn't care about life or friends or Brittany, I didn't care for anything. When I went home my mom asked how school was, I said "Mah the usual." "Ok honey," mom said. I think mom is worried about me. I didn't know why. After a while of the same boring stuff I got so depressed that I started to cut my wrists. It hurt but it eased the pain and made me feel good inside. My mom didn't know that I was doing it though. I didn't want her to find out. She would get angry at me. So I kept it to myself I didn't even tell my friends about it. It's been a month and I'm still doing it until my mom walked in on me cutting my wrists. She asked me why I would do such a thing to myself. I didn't answer her though. She told me that I needed help and put me in physical treatment saying that it would help me. She had me in there for 2 months and said that I was improving. So she took me out of it. I went to school and at resess Brittany said, "So your doing better now are you. Maybe now I can torture you like I did before." "No I don't want that to happen again. I just got better I don't need to start cutting again." I ran to the teacher again hoping it would work. And it did Brittany didn't talk to me when I was with the teacher. So every resess I would walk around with the teacher. When I got home I ate dinner and went to bed. I woke up really late to find that Brittany was watching me sleep all night. "Ahhhh go away I don't want you here." "Shhhhh, your going to get me caught," Brittany said. I kicked Brittany away. She listened and left me alone. But in the morning I found myself back at her house in the basement, only this time she wouldn't take off the straps that where tied on me. She just said that if she took them off I would run loose again.

I hated when I was strapped down to the table. It hurt every last part of my body. But this is how I was going to live for god knows how long. And I was really scared of Brittany. She gave me the creeps. I didn't fight her because then I would get a punishment for it. I didn't yell at her because I would get a punishment. And most important I didn't complain because I would get a punishment. I hated punishments, they always ended up with me getting hurt in some sort of way. So I waited, and waited, and waited some more for my mom to come and find me. But she never did. No one did. I knew that my mom was looking for me because she cared about me and my dad passed away 2 years ago so I was all that my mom had left in her life. She would never give up on me, or at least I don't think so. All I knew was that I was in there for a long time. At least a year already. I didn't know if my mom was even looking for me anymore. I hoped that she was because I didn't want to stay in there the whole time it was a nightmare.

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Thanks for reading my chapter. Comment some good torture methods that Brittany might use next. Sorry i totally forgot about the book but I still updated it today. I will try to update this book every 2-3 days but if not just now that I'm busy.

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