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       I started looking around the truck to see if i could escape. To my surprise there were no door handles on any of the doors. I heard them both talking about the cell number i was going to be in. I felt my eye lids getting heavier by the moment and I had trouble breathing then i felt my eye lids close. I woke up in this cell-like room with a cold concrete floor and bars for the walls and there was a nasty ass pillow on this ground followed by a small sheet on this ground. My hair was cut to my shoulders. I woke up to hearing screaming and women yelling for help. I was so scared I looked around in terror to see 3 dead hanging body's in the cells across from me 


       I looked over and saw a little girl in the cell next to me . "Wow what the fuck shes only like 7" i thought to myself. When I was finally able to focus on the little girl she looked happier than ever she was eating bread and had a cup of milk. The milk was chunky and gross,and the bread had mold on it how could she be enjoying this. I turned and asked her what he name was and she repleid " My names Grace whats yours?!" "My name is Elise and where are we?" "Heaven! Isn't it great?!"







sorry for it being short kinda lazy rn

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