Mona Johnson

It was early July in Southern California: the sun was high, the air was warm, and the palm trees were swaying. Unfortunately, the bright sun could not light the darkness of the pit I had been slowly falling into during my tumultuous school year at my new charter school. On that day, when the other girls were tanning beachside, I was sitting deskside. I was trapped in a tiny, moldy, yellow-carpeted education office at the school I had transferred to the year prior. Like my fading hope, the dusty chandelier was barely hanging on from the ceiling. The room’s peculiarity added to my anxiety, as I felt failure lingering in the musty air. Though I had been sheltered by my parents’ optimism, I knew what I would soon hear: “I am so sorry sweetheart,

when the girl came in to tell him how happy she was that he was leaving. “Then she

She said with a wicked smirk on her face, as she walked off laughing. Cindy tried, but she wasn?t finished in time. After they left Cindy went down to her room and lay on her bed and started to weep. She was lying beside a bible, was looking at a old picture that she and her parents had took when she was younger, just to remember how happy she was.

She then noticed something white in the glass and took it out and he told her it was part of the straw and she flicked it across the room.

then went up the stairs to her room. Mitchell had a knife to her throat then told, her I will

Finally, an officer came out to talk to Mrs. Hopewell. The officer told Mrs. Hopewell that the man whom they had arrested only revealed one fact: Hulga was in danger. The man had only revealed that Hulga was trapped somewhere; where she was trapped was a mystery. Mrs. Hopewell was devastated. She wondered who would put her daughter in

She slumped to the floor of the the cottage”. This was really big for her because she just got freed from enslavement, then she learns that she will be reminded of that everyday of her life by this slavery child.

“He tied her up in the corner of a room and told me to never speak about her whenever guest came around.”

Ashley’s face was mouth opened and wide eyed. It was hard for her to take in everything that was just said. She just had her first experience of bullying and this is how it was going to be taken care of? At this point she just wanted go home and tell her parents what all happened. She just dressed went through the rest of the day and finally has to start walking to day care. Ashley could not wait until her mom came home to tell her how her day

Instead she tried to find her way out and she tried to find her brother. She strategized instead of freaking out. “Something crushed the chicken wire around me. Metal ripped on metal, and I fell to the ground and rolled as far as I could, floundering to escape my wire prison.”

She devises a plan to rip down the wallpaper and free the trapped woman the last night her and her husband stay in the house. At last, it is time for the woman to save the girl in the wallpaper. When her husband leaves for work, and the night begins to fall, the woman locks herself in her bedroom and begins to pull the paperback. She writes that by morning she and the woman have pulled off yards of the wallpaper and that she will remove more as the day continues. The woman continues to rip at the paper, anticipating her husband’s reaction to what she has done.

However, at the age of sixteen, Lisa’s desired to escape even more. The thought of having to live with Frank and endure his rapes were not part of her future. She tried to escape but her mom stopped her and begged her to stay. Because Lisa loved her mom and wanted her mother’s approval so bad, she stayed. However, Lisa’s mother could not even make her stay. The second time Lisa escaped, she got her own home. Then her mom called and told her that Frank had moved out of the country. Lisa wanted her mother and her sister in her life so bad that she went back and was trapped again. Now that Lisa knew that there was no hope in the relationship with her mother, it made escaping easier. The last time Lisa escaped she never

Lucynell could not speak or scream for help, so she instinctively bit down on her attacker’s hands. A large yelp that she was unable to hear came from him, but she promptly turned around to get a view of whoever grabbed her. To her surprise, it was the same man who worked at the diner and gave her the ham and grits. Tears began to run down her face and she started running in any direction she could that was far away from him. The man grew angry at her attempted escape and chased after her until he got a grip on the back of her dress and pulled her back to him. There were no signs of him letting her go for a second, for she was just so angelic and beautiful to him. He forcefully carried her back to a running car that was ready to go and threw her in the back seat. The car drove off at an alarmingly fast speed far far away from that diner and her

She closed the book she was holding and placed it back on its shelf. She glanced at the clock that on the wall opposite her and swore quietly. The time was nearly ten and outside the window she could see it was

Bonnie was sitting in her living room chair, skyping with her friends. For some reason her friend that was also conveniently named Whitney, wanted her friends to write her a fictional story. And as Bonnie was writing a story for her dear friend, the police rushed into the house and cuffed Bonnie. As they drove her to the police station, Bonnie already started scheming her escape. She called Dylan with her one phone call, and the plan had begun. While she was behind the cold iron bars, she heard a commotion outside the station. She smiled