I happened to read about the girl in a box , Colleen Stan recently and her story really shook me. I tried to imagine myself in such a situation and find it impossible to sound optimistic , so honest I'm being.
I hope you really do get this.
But I am pretty sure he will tear this up.
Another one of his psychological games.
I don’t really know my name
Not anymore
Like before
Objects don’t need names
That is insane!
But I was a person once before
Used to hate my life
For being so normal.
Perfect parents
Enough income
Boring lifestyle
I wish I could get back to that life
haha
He penetrates me everyday
Tearing parts of me for himself
My flesh fully exposed
My limbs chained to the ground
I am his slave now.
He let me escape once
I think 5 years back?
Could be months too
Hell is always for eternity.
I was out in his front yard
Naked except for my cuffs
Unused to all the sunlight
And freedom of my limbs
My starved body wouldn’t move
Shivering in terror
I was almost thankful
when he came with his stun gun
And told me he always knew I couldn’t do it.
Why am I saying all this to you?
Please take my baby
And raise her well.
I can’t be a mother
From the bowels of hell.