The cold night air froze me to my bones and the icy forest floor seeped frozen mud up through my toes. Owls hooted and wolves howl the forest is alive like an orchestra though I doubt I'm going to be alive for very long. My dress is In tatters from where the man grabbed at me, why just why me of all people all I ever wanted was to live a quiet life playing dress up and staring up out at the lake. Peacful dreams are not for girls like me it seems, a stranger's blood on my hands, a tattered dress I didn't realize the tears were streaming. grabbing onto a pine tree I sit confused by the tears the strange wetness I have never felt before starting to shake I start to drift off to sleep against my better wishes the tears wash over me as pain and fear finally takes over. Awaking with a start I find myself in a bedroom fancy but as a warm fancy, a fireplace against the far wall facing the bed the bed was comfy. Thats when I realized I wasn't in my dress anymore I was in a tee-shirt and black pajama pants, my bra was gone and thankfully I still had my underwear on. I swing my legs out overside the bed but I feel something heavy and cold around my neck. It was a metal collar with a chain that ran into the wall I pulled the chain to test it but all it showed me is that I could barely leave the bed sitting up was already a strain to it. The door swung open I crouched low by the bedside furthest from the door as far as the chain would let me. It was the man, the man who should be dead when I left him with a knife in his stomach. He sauntered over to a dresser and pulled out underwear, a tee-shirt, and black pants. He went for the towels next to a white stand next to a door which I'm assuming is the bathroom." I feel your gaze don't you know it's rude to stare at someone you tried to kill." he turns towards me and stares back I wanted to answer and knock him off his high horse but I didn't have my phone or pencil and paper. He stalks up to the bed " I know you can't answer me but your eyes say everything like "how are you alive" and "it was self-defense you attacked first" well darling, if you remember all I asked was for you to leave with me you started swing that knife around. which is impressive I've never seen someone as young as you know how to use a knife.".He throws a pencil and paper at me he growls out "tell me how you know how to use a knife like that" I scribbled out "YOU TRIED TO KIDNAP ME, OF COURSE, I WOULD DEFEND MYSELF". he snaps at me "I said where did you learn how to use a knife like that." I wrote out "none of your damn business you psychopath.".He grabs my chain and drags me up by the neck unto the bed." tell me now or else". he shouts at me. writing furiously I say " an army camp another of my parent's attempts to rid me of being transgender".He leaves the bed picks up his clothes and towel and heads into the bathroom I hear the shower on. I crawl out of the bed and under it the best I can. still trying to comprehend what the hell's going on.