Dear Reader,

Dear Reader,
If you find this, then I'll be really grateful if you read it. If you find it, you should know that you were chosen. You should know that you were sent from heaven to me, because for me, reading this would be the most helpful thing anyone can do.
I didn't know my life would change like this, reader. I didn't know things could get this bad, but it's okay. I'm still grateful, at least I have something to write with and someone to write for. Writing can really be helpful. If you're mad about something, reader, I think you should write about it, it helps.
I hope I don't make you cry, reader, because if you're reading this right now, you're special to me, and I don't like to make people cry. Especially if I care about them.
I'm sorry for what you're about to read. I'm sorry to write it.
Here's my story.
(Author's Note: The story's rated yellow because it has too much aggression in it.)


22. Chapter Twenty Two

12th - July - 2013 


Dear Reader, 

I have never fought people or been with a crowd who fought people like this time. 

It honestly felt like being in a war. 

The Peace Takers that didn't leave all had weapons with them, and soon they were calling the others. Kevin was in their crowd. They started fighting us with their weapons, not knowing our flesh knows their weapons too well to be shocked by it, but theirs doesn't. Whether they've once been prisoners or not, last time they got tortured was a very long time a go. Last time we got tortured was this morning. 

Some Free Rebels were using their bodies, kicking and boxing. One Peace Taker hit me with a stick, I had the knife in my hand and I stabbed his arm. He started shouting, took the stick with his other arm but I kicked him in the stomach. I looked around me to find Faith. She was fighting some guy, but he was overpowering her. He had a knife bigger than mine. I ran to him and started using my knife as a sword. I swear he almost stabbed me in the heart, but Faith fought him beside me. When he almost stabbed me, she pushed him and he fell to the ground. I stood on his stomach and Faith took the weapon from his hand. The guy looked too powerless to stand up, so I started looking around, trying to find someone else to help. We didn't want this. We wanted to run away and tell the police bout the Peace Takers, getting into a fight might cause us to lose some of our people. The thing is, that we were winning. 

The guy who was attacking Eric earlier had his hands, legs, mouth and whole body roped. 

"At the first opportunity you get, run. Our goal isn't to kill them, it's to get the heck out of this place." I shouted. "Faith. Get out. Eric, you too. Please, promise me the two of you will go out with Ed and the rest of the Free Rebels."

"What are you talking about, Owen? You're coming with us." Faith said. 

"I need to make sure everyone's leaving and no one's left behind." I said. 

"Don't play the hero, mate. We're not leaving without you." 

"Is this a good time for negotiation? Please, I'm practically begging you. I'll join you soon - just get out of this place, call the police so they can help us." Eric and Faith looked at each other, it's the first time they actually met. They nodded then and went to Ed, went out of this room and into the guests room. 


What I basically did is that I went back to the cells place, I made sure I have a decent weapon with me, I found a big dagger somewhere and took it. I started walking around the cells. All of them were empty, all of them were freed, but then I thought of the torturing places. Maybe I should check these too. I checked every place I could think of, every room I found in my place then I checked my cell, not the one I shared with Faith, the one I had for my own. That grave. I found a girl in there. 

"Oh God. Oh God. Thank God I came back." The poor girl was so fragile and weak. She's just been tortured somehow, it was clear. 

"Please don't hurt me." She cried. 

"I'm here to help you, don't worry." I told her. I held her on my shoulder and continued searching. I checked some rooms that I hadn't known earlier that they existed. There was no one else left. Then I thought of the bodies room. I hated to take the girl with me there, but I had to make sure no one else is left behind. I went there, closed my nose and told the girl to close hers, and when I opened the door and asked if someone was there, a boy caught my ankle. 

My heart skipped a beat like it almost stopped, I'm not lying to you, reader. But then I knew he needed help  and I helped him up. I gave him my hand and he told me he could stand on his own, so I only wrapped his arm around my shoulder and walked by his side. No where else to go to, no one else left to help. Only the people who were fighting with the Peace Takers in the room we were in. 

The guy's pace was slow, but I had to drag him behind me, we had to be fast. I told him to run to the guests room and then I put the girl down and told her to run too. I saw the door was open, and half of the Free Rebels were out of the place. I felt so relieved, reader. More relieved than I have ever been in my whole life. The guy and the girl went out, I had to help these Free Rebels here, I had to. I dragged them into this after all.

I started fighting with them, I met Kevin while doing so. I got a knife in my shoulder, but I continued fighting even though, not much people were left. The Peace Takers lay on the ground, I couldn't tell if they were dead or fainted or just tired. Honestly, I didn't even care. This was life or death for us. Soon, I received a hit on the back of my skull by Kevin. The room started spinning, my dagger was going everywhere but the place I was aiming, and the last thing I heard before landing on the ground and welcoming the darkness was the sound of a police car. 

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