Losing my freedom

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I woke up today with a still disturbed mind and I just wanted to sweat those thoughts away. So I wore my jogging kit and went out. It was still early as there was no one in the street. The air felt fresh and everything became okay for a while. I recently joined the school's soccer team and I need this for my fitness too. As I was running, I heard shuffling in the trees near me. I looked around and saw no one. I continued my running and I heard sounds again. I began to panic and started running towards the direction of where I stay. I bumped into something and fell on my butt. I then saw someone in front of my wearing a balaclava. He then tried to put a cloth in my mouth and I started fighting him. It was useless because he was too strong and the last thing I heard was "Abracadabra, I always win" and darkness took over. After a while, I woke up in a really weird bedroom. I then noticed that it was not my bedroom. I started to panic as I didn't know where I was. I started screaming for help and after a long time I gave up. No one responded and I guess my kidnapper was not around. The room I was in was actually really neat and looked like a normal fancy bedroom. A rich kidnapper? Oh wow.  After a whole hour, I think, someone opened the door and entered. H e was wearing a mask so I couldn't see him. "You prefer home cooked meals or takeaways?" He asked. What!? Is he for real? I wanna go home. " I actually prefer going home" I answered "That wasn't one of the options if you heard right." "Are you kidding me? I am kidnapped and you expect me to cooperate with you asking about my food preferences? How logic..." "Just answer me, or boss will kill me if I don't take care of you. I don't have a death wish. You can ask him those thousand questions you have on your mind when he comes back. Okay?" "Home cooked, if that person knows how to cook" "Good. Im the one cooking by the way" And then he left. This is getting really weird. I just wanna go home. I looked around the place and saw that everything was secured, even the bathroom. Escape proof room, huh? I tried to break the glass with one of the lamps and ended up hurting myself. I took a towel and wrapped my hand so no one can see what happened. I hid the lamp in the closet and sat on the bed. I even wondered why wasn't I tied up. Do they really think I can't escape. After an hour, that guy came with my food and I must say, he can really cook. "EAT" He said. "No, Im full" "Eat before a take a tube, put it down your ass and feed you in an abnormal way" WHAT!? Is he insane? This guy is a psycho! I quickly took the food and started digging. HE was still there when I finished. "Why are you still here?"  "Watching you eat. By the way, where is the bosses lamp? And why are you tied up with a towel?" I froze. This guy is really observant. "Umh...I don't know anything about the lamp. And the towel, I am sick so my hand was starting to feel cold and I used a towel to cover it up. If I don't, it starts to ache really badly." "Right...we will see if the boss believes that shit." He then left the room and locked it. Who is this boss? Will he kill me? Who feeds me and kills me after? I started to get scared. He must be really old and powerful. Then I heard someone opening the door, and came in a guy with almost the same body as the previous one. He had a dangerous aura with him as he came near me. He looked young but dangerous. I started to shed tears as I got scared for my life. Was he going to torture me? He stopped and looked at the towel in my hand. "Where is my lamp? " He asked. Whats with this lamp? Is it magical or something? "I don't know sir. Your maids probably misplaced it." I said stuttering. "So you think its wise to hurt yourself with the lamp, put on a towel and lie by saying you are sick instead of asking for a first aid kit?" "In this situation, yes, yes its wise. The only thing I can think about is going home, not a damn lamp or my hurt hand. I don't even know where I am." He then walked to the bathroom and came back with a first aid kit. "Give me your hand" He said to me. "No Im good" "Don't test my patience Princessa, do you want me to break your hand myself to show you that you need help?" I quickly gave him my hand without thinking twice. After he treated it, he then said, "You better get some rest because Im gonna punish you myself for trying to escape. You have no idea how furious I am. You don't have to hurt yourself dear, I am the only one who can punish, torture and destroy that little innocent soul of yours. Got that?" Then he left. Who is he? What does he want? Was I mesmerized by his aura that I didn't ask about his motives. Damn it Zenith!
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