I sat in the cornor of the cold room. The window was up high that I can't reach, one door, and one old messed up mattress. The bottom of the door opened and a plate of food slide under. I got up and grabbed the plate. Grilled cheese with ketchup. I placed the plate back down and slid it back under.

"Rae you got to eat." Dad said on the other side of the door.

"No, I don't need to eat. I'm not hungry." I said, and stood there. The bottom closed and he walked away. I bent down and got it open. I started to crawl through the little opening and made it out. I ran down the hall through the door and up some stairs. I cracked the door open and saw people sitting around on the couches drinking and laughing. I sat dad sitting with them facing away from the door. I but my lip. Someone screamed below me. I jumped and made the door slam shut.

"Shit." I mumbled out and ran back down the stairs, the scream was long.

"Let me out please!" A little boys voice echoed out. I followed it and came to the last door and opened it. The boy scotched back away from me. I looked down the hall to see no one coming yet. The basment door opened. I jumped in the room and closed the door.

"Please let me go! I want my mom!" the boy cried out, I placed my finger on my lips and he stopped. Someone banged on the door making me jump.

"Shut up!" It was dad, he started to walk away and he stopped. He must saw the bottom of my door open.

"Rae! Get you butt out here missy!" Dad called out, he knew I was still down here. The door I was behind opened lucky it opened inward.

"Please I want to go home." the boy cried out, my stomach growled. Fuck! The door moved away from me and Dad stood there.

"Dad! I-i- what are you gonna do with him?" I asked him, he raised an eye brow.

"Come on." dad grabbed my arm.

"No I don't want to to back in the cell!" I cried out.

"Your not since I can't trust you in a fucking cell because you'll escape you just gonna go back into your room and stay there and have nothing to eat until I can trust you again." dad said dragging me out of the cell. He slammed the door, brought me up the stairs and back into my room. The windows were all boarded up. No sunlight can get through.

"Dad what are you gonna do to that boy?" I asked him again.

"Its none of your concern." he told me, He shut my door and locked my door.

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I hope you enjoy this and have a wonderfull day.

Ugh!

Tomorrow is school! I don't want to go. Ssshhhiiittttt!

Julia