Post by Kiersten on Dec 26, 2021 11:41:00 GMT -6Little do you know How I'm  Little do you know I'm still Name: Ani Christina Goodall Birthday: December 26 Age: 16 Grade: Sophomore Orientation: Straight Status: Taken Playby: Jess Conte Little do you know I'm tryna pick myself up  Little do you know I need a little Dark, multiple voices. Several men, maybe one or two women. Hands and feet are tied and a mouth gagged was placed. Rough hands grabbing a hold, fear and pain rushing through every vein. It was too real, it felt too real. "Ani." Her name snapped her out of the dark haze she'd been stumbling through as she tried to find her way out of the dark visions she saw every time she closed her eyes. "You're alright. You're safe here with me." The kind words of her therapist didn't calm her nerves or fear, but she tried to appear so. Taking a deep breath and letting it out slowly as she was instructed to do whenever the images got too bad. "Now, how did you feel." How did she feel? This question was asked by every therapist, and she was getting tired of answering it without getting an answer back as to why the nightmares stopped years ago, only to return recently. "Alone. Scared. More like terrified." she repeated the list she made the first time the question had been asked. It was the same things she felt every time she had the nightmare and the everything felt so real, she woke up with real fear running through her. "Tell me what went on before you were kidnapped." the Therapist scribbled something down on her pad and Ani figured it was the list she just rattled off. She didn't want to keep reliving this nightmare, she just wanted to forget it and actually sleep well at night. "I was outside playing, there were three of us..." Ani remembered how Kelsey, Catie, and her would all play at the little creek behind their houses. Past the fences. Past the safety of their gated community. "It was like every other day you know, we didn't think..." She trailed off, a tear sliding down her face as she remembered the two faces of her friends, that never got to grow up. Her therapist nodded her head and motioned for her to continue, though reached over and grabbed the tissue box, holding it out for her. Ani took a tissue and wiped her face, wishing she could stop crying over the fact that her two childhood friends were never going to grow up and it might have been the same for her. "A gray van pulled up on the dirt road beside the creek, and several guys popped out. Surprised us." she remembered how all three of them tried to fight, scream, get away, but none of them were strong enough. "That's the last thing I remember before waking up in the dark room. Alone." She didn't know the fate of her two friends at that time. She found out later they had been sold in a sex trafficking ring, or possibly killed. She'd been held for ransom and her parents had paid. She had heard that she would also be sold into sex slavery even if they had paid, but authorities had been contacted. After the money had been given, the police had shown up and ransacked the house. "Do you want to discuss what happened... In that house?" Ani shook her head. She didn't want to remember the long cold nights on the floor. The lack of food or water given to her over the few days she waited for the ransom to be paid. What else went on in that house she was trapped in, would stay with her forever. Underneath it all I'm I've been holding back for the  I'm ready to Little do you know
I need a little more time  Oh wait, just wait The Acquaintances:
The Friends:
The Enemies:
The Crush:
Exes
Family:
Just wait  Just wait
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