"..H...Hello?..," I was clearly scared. I didn't know what was going on. All I could remember was a weird horrifying sound and then my mom screaming,"Is.. Is anybody.. there?... Hello?," I spoke once again. All I wanted was to get out of the depressing dark hole.

Out of nowhere, Lights switch on! My eyes correspondingly shut. I then slowly tried opening them as to see where the light was coming from.

"Hello little one," Spoke a mysteriously picky filled voice.

"Who.. Who are you!?.. And where am I!?," I questioned, confused.

"You're with us now," The voice was irritating but most importantly, filled with disgust. I was in trouble.

I looked around quickly with half opened eyes, to see if I was able to find anything to stall the men. Yes. It wasn't just one. Their footsteps told it all. And they were slowly getting louder and louder.

"STAND BACK!," I stood up holding something hard. I couldnt tell what I was holding since I couldn't make it out. The light shun directly at my eyes. I had my face turned to the side but held the piece of metal, I assumed (metal), in my hands firmingly.

"AHAHAHAHAHA!," They laughed. Their level of confidence scared me. It was bringing my bold and strong persona down," You're going to scare us with THAT!? BWAHAHA!" I was definitely, if not all, half scared now.

"Where' my MOM!?," I asked as I last remembered I was home.

"You want your widdle MOMMY!? AHAHAHA!," They laughingly but tauntingly stated.

"SHUTUP! Tell me where my mom is so we could leave your dirty old rat hole!," I angerly shouted. Yes, I was scared. But I couldn't just stand there and cry like a whimp. I had to do something!

"Now da widdle liddle girly's standing up to us. Aw how cute... Strip her!"

O.O!!!!! "WHAT!?!?! NO!!!! STOP! GET AWAY FROM ME!!," My face was still turned I swung the thing in my hands around drastically. The lights then turned off. O.o! There's my chance! I thought to myself. I could make an escape!

I squint my eyes and begin to frantically scan the room. It was dark, yes, but I had to be focused. This was important. My life depended on it! It's either I get out of here, or lose my ity to these s of a men. They weren't even considered men in my eyes.

I continue to scan the room when I make out a little 10 in. by 12 in. window up high where a tiny bit of street light shun through. It was the most satisfying thing then.

Before even having second thoughts, I run up towards the window. I hear a scuffle of footsteps behind me but I try allowing the thoughts of them catching up to me a big blur. It just made me panic more and jumble my ideas in my head. I had to have a clear mind if I wanted to excape.

I continue to run when I hit a few boxes by my leg. I swoosh my hands around as I make them out and begin to climb them one by one. The primer box shifts a little and I hold the box I'm on for support. The men had caught up with me. I had to move fast.

I started to rock-climb my way up quickly. I stood on the highest piled box and reached out for the window. I was just a few inches short. NO! I thought. I had to this! I'm so close to escaping.

I place all my might into it when suddenly!

!!!! I feel the boxes all tumble down. My life flashed before me. There I went. My soul skipped a beat and I closed my eyes shut only wishing now, that it all ends really fast.