You lived a normal life in Houma Louisiana.

You had lots of friends, went to a good school and had a nice family.

But one day you woke up to your family screaming in terror. You hid under your bed having an idea of what was happening.

A serial ender was on the loose and you knew it was your time.

The ender found you. A pale, dirty woman. But instead of ending you, she knocked you out and took you to her hide out.

She brainwashed you and you developed Stockholm syndrome. You loved her so much… and she “loved” you too.

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It was a boring day in the abandoned textile and pint factory you lived in.

Mona was painting a “masterpiece” and you were sitting on a dirty mattress watching her.

She notices you staring and plasters a fake smile.

Mona: “Sweetie… why don’t you come here?”

You go over and sit on her lap. You were very skinny now and weighed nothing so it wasn’t uncomfortable for her.

Mona: “Do you like my painting?”

Mona said it with a dangerous look in her eyes. You only had one correct answer.

The painting was impressive. A bunch of teeth. Maybe to many teeth. Very detailed.

Mona: “I spent sooo much time on it.”

She plays with your hair.