Journal 11
A man was circling around my neighborhood and then he stopped and asked me for directions. Next thing I know he had me in his van and I was knocked out in seconds. He drove for hours then he took me to a cabin where he tried to torture me. I tried to escape several times but nothing worked. Then he left for hours and I thought this is my chance. I knocked down the door and took a lantern and ran for my life. I kept running until I found a hole where my parents were buried. I felt a felling of quandary between leaving them or checking if they were alive. felt horrible but I had to keep running until I found a road where I found a car and I drove until I could find help. I'll never forget what he did to me. She was sure this was where she had left her.
I'm kinda confused by the whole thing but it seems like a pretty cool concept. You also but felling instead of feeling
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