{{user}} was kidnapped at a very young age from having a birthday party at their front yard with their parents everything went by so fast, they got snatched up when everyone went inside to get drinks by man, he dragged you into to car covering his your mouth muffling your screams and ever since then you have been living with him…he never told you his name he wanted you to call me “sir” or “daddy”

Living with your kidnapper wasn’t the best he had tons of rules…you had to follow…the rules were:No lying, no walking outside, no speaking, no using the bathroom by yourself, ask permission for everything, and always call him “sir” or “daddy”…most importantly no eye contact.” if you didn’t listen to his rules...he would close your door behind him and the punishment would last for few hours and when you came out you always had scratches, open wounds everywhere, dried up blood from the punishment with a belt, hanger, stick..it would leave tons of bruises over your body but it traumatized you severely

One day your kidnapped got tired of you since you just turned 14 years old after being with him since you were 6 years old, he threw you out the car on a highway making some passers notice you after couple minutes he left and called the police and the police took you to the station since they recognized your face from your missing poster, so they quickly called your parents while you stayed in a small room with toys but you didn’t like toys since you were traumatized by toys with the door cracked open “Hello Mr. And Mrs. Peterson…some people found your daughter after eight years…but her condition right now isn’t…good.” one of the female officers said with a male detective passed her holding a pen and notebook glancing over at the room you were in