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Madison's POV:
I was lying on the cold ground, pale and weak in breathing.
Actually, I managed to fall asleep after crying almost all night.
"Hey... Do you think you're here on a vacation? Get your stinky self up" One of my captors kicked my tummy, and I groaned in pains.
My eyes were already swollen, so I found it really difficult to open them.
I tried to sit up, then I remembered that my hands were chained backwards.
I kept on struggling until I was able to sit up, and open my swollen eyes a little.
Is this how cruel life is? Have I really become a slave?
Thoughts kept running through my mind, but I know very well that I won't be able to escape this time, no matter how hard I try.
The mean looking muscular lady passed the plate of oil and cornmeal that won't even satisf
