Something I can never be

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I suddenly was awoken by the faint sound of footsteps just outside the door . Then he came in and he was carrying a pair of blunt scissors. I was petrified what was he going to do. Then he put his grotty hand on the broken wooden chair I was tied to. I could feel him breathing on my neck it sent shivers up my spine and I was shivering uncontrollably. He lifted the scissors to the ropes ties round my weak wrists. He slowly started chopping the ropes I felt the scissors brush my hands and then a rush of pain as he cut my hand. I gasped but he couldn't hear me. Then my hands were free, I brought them round to look at them and I saw the rope marks around my wrists that had bruised my wrists. I had permanent purple bracelets. He slowly bent down to my feet and stared chopping the ropes. When he has finished I wiggled my ankles to check they weren't injured they also had permanent purple bruises like bracelets . I slowly but cautiously stood up but he pushed my back down into my seat, and said "now my darling I decided to untie you because you were being a very good girl but don't stand up just yet I have a surprise for you sweetie pie!" He then went to the tray and took a tea towel of a bowl which was a bowl of porridge and a spoon. He gave the bowl to me and said "Now my Lucy darling you will eat this up and I will come back to collect the bowl, have fun my darling, eat it then!" So I slowly picked up the rusted soon and scooped up some runny grey porridge and put in my dry mouth, it was disgusting but I hadn't eaten so it was amazing! After about 10 minutes he came back and said "ah I'm guessing you liked it sweetie I knew you would what a lovely treat, wasn't it?" I tried to say yes but I couldn't speak over the duck tape "oh yes better take that off, but if I take it off will you promise not to protest" I hesitated but nodded. He ripped the tape off my mouth I screamed. But he said nothing. He took the tray and headed out of the room. Moments later I heard a crash from another room I heard him swear and then I heard him coming back. When he came back he was again holding something but this time it was a costume I stared at it for a while "this is your costume sweetie you are going to be performing for me" he said "what for."I mumbled. "You will find out soon enough, now take these and put them on. "Now?" I asked "yes I'm going to go and phone someone so hurry up!" He headed out of the room and I held up the outfit. It was a frilly green dress like something from the 1800's I slowly took off my sheep pyjamas that were filthy dirty and looked at them. I held in my bruised hands and cried it reminded me of my family and how I miss them. I tossed them onto the ground and slipped into the dress. I sat back down on the chair staring at the table with a candle and a picture of the man and a girl my age in this exact dress but, oh no. She was, she was a...