"HELP!! HELP!! LET ME DOWN!!" I yelled and screamed, shouted, kicked all these things, but nothing worked. He opened the door and set me down in the back of the room He gave me food, water, and the clothes. I was quiet. It's almost like I couldn't move. He walked to the door and stopped. He spun around on his heels and winked. "I'll come and get you tomorrow, May" he said smiling a devilish smile. He turned around and went stride out the door. It slammed behind him. This place is way better than the cellar at home. But it was cold. The clothes he gave me was a crème colored sweatshirt with navy blue pants with a dark blue knitted hat. I changed and it looked perfect with my brown hair. "I know they are evil but, they have some good style." I thought. I realized that I could sing to pass the time. I tried singing but I couldn't. I tried talking but I couldn't. Tears sprang up into my eyes... he took my voice! I sobbed, hard, but, no sound came out. I stopped crying and fell asleep. I woke up to the sound of scurrying. "Ugh, this floor is not com-" I stopped. My voice was back! I sang and sang until I was out of breath. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw something black. I spun around but saw nothing so I decided to braid my hair. My hair isn't very long. It is to my shoulders but, when I reached for my hair, it was long. It was also black. I fell to the ground and panicked then, I realized, there were shoes at the door with a note inside of them. 

I took out the note and put on the shoes. They were super comfortable. The note read, "Dear May, I see you have noticed your hair. I told you... you are smart. You can open the door and get breakfast. Your room is upstairs down the hall to the left. After we get home, we will explain everything. Don't try to escape, it won't work. Trust me. - Austin" I read out loud. I Opened the door and ran to the bathroom. I braided my hair and then calmed down. I looked at myself in the mirror. I jumped back, scared. I had red eyes, just like Austin. Wait, is he, trying to make me a part of his family? I wandered around the house. It was big. How can he live like this and I haven't noticed? I went upstairs and found the TV room. I grabbed the remote and turned on the TV. It was one of those "smart TV's" with voice commands. After I finally got Youtube up, I sat on the rug and watched TV. I opened my eyes and realized that I had fallen asleep. I rubbed my eyes and screamed. "WHAT! WHAT'S WRONG!" Mrs. Romez yelled as she pushed the door open. After she realized why I was screaming, she rolled her eyes and reached for my hand. "Here, trust me, won't hurt you." she said with a soft smile. I, trusted her. For some weird reason... I got out of bed and slid my hand into hers.

 We walked down the stairs and Austin was staring at me with tears on his cheeks. Mr. Romez sneaking glances at me. After we got downstairs, she looked at me and noticed that my face looked worried. "Hey, don't worry. Your a brave girl. You faced my son. By the way, I beat him hard after that. That's why he's crying." She said brushing my hair out of my face. I tried to hold in my laugh, but, I couldn't. "HAHAHAHA!!! Your a 13 year-old and you still get beatings!!! HAHAHAHAHAHA!!" I said as I collapse to the ground, laughing. Mr. Romez couldn't hold it in either so, he started laughing. So did Mrs. Romez. We were all laughing at Austin, like a family. I think, i'll stay here. I like this family better that my other one. Austin looked at me and winked. 

Later, we played games and had dinner. For dinner the cook made spaghettis. I don't know how but, that cook got all the spices right and got my favorite cheese. How did he know? Well, after that, they showed me my room and they gave me a welcoming present. You won't believe what it was, it was the latest smartphone! I don't even need a phone. Mrs. Romez homeschooled me until, something happened. Let's start from the "beginning" So I woke up in the morning and realized it was my birthday. Then I heard shouting. "SHE BELONGS HERE! You HURT HER. SHE DOES NOT DESERVE THAT! SHE IS 8 years old!" yelled Mr. Romez. Who was he yelling at? I went across the hall to Austin's room. I opened that door and walked in, I made sure to close the door and lock it. "Austin? What's going o-" I was cut off by his door closing again. I turned around and saw Austin and his mom putting their fingers to their mouth, signaling me to be quiet. "Honey, be quiet. Your other "dad" is fighting with your father. We have to hide out here until we get the signal that we are safe." Mrs. Romez said pulling me into her arms.

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