I struggled to keep a straight face and not a pained one. The beatings that I endured were truly torturous. But I had been through more. I could get through this. I watched as he exited the room. I studied the door, breaking down the locks in my mind. No doubt that they were trying to be sure that I wouldn't escape. They seemed a fine quality, not to mention the amount. My eyes darted from one to another. I counted 19. Dear gods of Olympus they took precautions. My eyelids all of a sudden started to drop, and before I noticed, I fell into a strangely yet relieving dreamless sleep.
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Why, Annabeth, Why? ✔️
FanfictionPlease note that I wrote this way back in middle school. My writing has improved much since then and this is not an example of my current drafts. This is very cliche, fast paced, and poorly done. I am working on rewriting this, so if you read it and...
