A/N: This is my first story on here so no hate please :) Also sorry if its boring or you don't like it. I am always open to feedback and suggestions!

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Samantha's Diary

24.10.2012 Wednesday

I can’t believe this has actually happened to me! I’m sitting here, in this room with harsh white walls, floor and ceiling. The main room is about the size of an Olympic swimming pool and there is an adjoining room off to either side, one with four sets of small bunk beds, these also painted completely white with clean white sheets and thin duvets. The other with a single white toilet and sink. I sit against a wall, no windows only an air conditioner with locked bars over it keeping the rooms at a general temperature and white fluorescent lights.  I have been here for two days now. I have received two thin slices of bread and a glass of water twice a day, through a small hatch near the ground on one wall, that closes tight shut straight after. There is no escape.

Maybe I should explain how this happened from the start. I was walking down the street with my friends Cassidy and Clarabelle when a black car with tinted windows pulled up on the curb beside us. The passenger window rolled down slowly and a woman, dressed in all black with expensive looking glasses on called us over. “What are your names children?” My every instinct told me   to run but I couldn’t. My feet were planted to the ground. “Cassidy” Cass answered slowly, uneasily. “Clarabelle” Clara continued cautiously. “S-s-Samantha” I stammered. The lady smiled at me with her thin, snakelike lips, making my stomach churn. She turned and looked over her shoulder “Here we have “Cassidy, Clarabelle and SAMANTHA” She told whoever was in the backseat, putting emphasis on my name.

The snake-lady chatted with the man in the back briefly and turned to us “How old are you three? 12?” I’d heard enough. I turned and took off running. Behind me I heard “We are all 14” Cass was telling the creepy lady. “14!” The lady shouted, more to whoever was in the car than my friends. “GO!” she shouted at the driver. The black car took off and was soon catching up with me as I sprinted along the deserted sidewalk. Stupid holiday! None of the shops were open which meant that there was no crowd to lose myself in and no shops to hide in. I gasped and stopped short, my heart pounding against my chest, barely able to breath as the car that was pursuing me turned sharply, tyres squealing, came skidding across the road, up the curb and stopped directly in front of me… ON THE SIDEWALK. A man in black jeans and sweatshirt jumped out of the car and ran towards me. I attempted to dash away and escape but I knew as soon as I took a step that I was stuffed. He grabbed me up in his huge arms, me wriggling helplessly. I bit, kicked, punched, pinched and tried to remember what I had learnt in self-defence classes at school. It was useless. I saw a damp looking cloth being raised to my face damn I knew this wasn’t good. I tried to hold my breath but, being human, my self-preservation made me give in and I took a breath. My head clouded and my vision went fuzzy. "Sam!" I heard my friends' muffled shout, desperate and panicked. Everything went black.

I would be really happy for some feedback and to know what you thought of it. And if I should continue it. If anyone actually reads it lol
I started this like a year ago now and am finally editing!