Secret Life Og Bees
I am a 19 year old girl who lives in Washington Park and goes to Washington high school. I play volleyball and soccer and I am a pretty normal girl. The year I was captured and held captive I was a senior and had a scholarship to Oregon State University. I have both a loving mother and father and a little sister who is near and dear to my heart.
JUNE 1ST: While at a party, I met a man who afterwards, invited me to his home. He drove me to his house and while there, everything appeared very normal, until it was time to leave. When I went to leave he tried to convince me to stay, but when I refused, he whacked me on my head with his dense fist and drug me down the stairs to his cellar. There are cement walls all around, its cold and damp and dark. There is no light and I have close to no visibility. I can hear these very weird sounds coming from off in the distance, they sounds like muffled noise from another person or animal. I don’t want to discover the source.
June 3rd: This nightmare has been several days now and I don’t know how much longer I can take. I have only an old mattress and a blanket. I am cold and hungry, my body aches and my head is pounding from his fist hitting me. I still can barely see anything in this place. I am so scared and don’t know what he wants with me. I miss my friends and family so much and can’t help think how worried they must be and that I may never see them again. It kills me inside to think that my younger sister is without me. I can’t help but think why no one has found me yet or if they have given up hope. I don’t know how I will escape but it doesn’t look like this man is going to let me go free.
February 16th: 3 days ago the man came to see me and proceeded to beat me unconscious until I fell into my own pile of blood on the floor. When I woke I was still lying in my own blood, I was covered in it and had a split lip and my head throbbed so bad I thought it would explode. All I remember is getting yelled at and
JUNE 1ST: While at a party, I met a man who afterwards, invited me to his home. He drove me to his house and while there, everything appeared very normal, until it was time to leave. When I went to leave he tried to convince me to stay, but when I refused, he whacked me on my head with his dense fist and drug me down the stairs to his cellar. There are cement walls all around, its cold and damp and dark. There is no light and I have close to no visibility. I can hear these very weird sounds coming from off in the distance, they sounds like muffled noise from another person or animal. I don’t want to discover the source.
June 3rd: This nightmare has been several days now and I don’t know how much longer I can take. I have only an old mattress and a blanket. I am cold and hungry, my body aches and my head is pounding from his fist hitting me. I still can barely see anything in this place. I am so scared and don’t know what he wants with me. I miss my friends and family so much and can’t help think how worried they must be and that I may never see them again. It kills me inside to think that my younger sister is without me. I can’t help but think why no one has found me yet or if they have given up hope. I don’t know how I will escape but it doesn’t look like this man is going to let me go free.
February 16th: 3 days ago the man came to see me and proceeded to beat me unconscious until I fell into my own pile of blood on the floor. When I woke I was still lying in my own blood, I was covered in it and had a split lip and my head throbbed so bad I thought it would explode. All I remember is getting yelled at and