Prologue

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It was like any other ordinary day. I didn't know my life would change forever.

I was sixteen years old, and walking home from school. It looked like it was going to rain, but I was sure I could make it back before it was going to rain. That was when he showed up.

He pulled up next to me in his car, and asked "You need a ride?"

"No, thank you. I'm good." I told him.

"Come on. It's going to rain soon." He said.

"I'm good." I started to get a bad feeling about him so I started to walk away, and then he got out of his car and then started to follow me.

I started to run but he quickly grabbed me, and pulled me into an alley. Once he had me in the alley he put a cloth over my mouth. Then I was passed out.

When I woke up I was in the basement of Neal Cassidy's home. I became his prisoner. Eventually days turned to weeks, weeks turned into months, and months turned into years. It seemed like I was never going to be free again.

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