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“What happened to you? How long have you been kept here?”

❝ kidnapped/imprisoned starter sentences.

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            ❝ I don’t KNOW  —– -  ❞ The voice that left his throat was rugged, raspy, if you would call it that. He felt TIRED & WEAK as he stared up towards the other. The first person who showed SYMPATHY in god knows how long. The days began to blur together. Literally, for him. There were NO windows & nothing to even give him any perception of time. The food  (   that what they called it, but tasted like paper.   )  he was given was handed randomly throughout the days, slowly deceiving any indication of what time of day it was. He was DONE  —– -  the redhead didn’t want to be here anymore.  (   he didn’t even want to be alive, at this point.   )  ❝ please, for the love of GOD ; get me out. Or  —– -  fuck, kill me. I don’t CARE. I just don’t want to be here anymore.  ❞ 

 



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