"Is that so? Then we don't have any reason to let you live since you see us, you're going to report us to the police as soon as we let you go," said another. I shook my head and held the hem of the man near me.
"I promise I won't, as long as you let me live! Please! I'm begging you!" I cried. They just laughed at me and they tied me up and put a gag on my mouth. Tears not stopping to flow from my eyes. Why today? Am I really cursed at having this kind of life? Not loved by my own mother, my father is nowhere to be found, and my family thought that I was just a troublesome kid who just wanted attention.
I just want to feel some love too. Is that too much to ask?
After an hour, the car stopped. I looked at my surroundings. They stopped in a abandoned asylum. They went down the car and they picked me up. I struggled to break free.