Explanation

"This started when I was young. I was five at the time when my parents decided that they didn't want me nor my siblings. So they did some searching and sold us to this rich couple with their own two children, and they all were monsters. Since I was the youngest, I wasn't done anything until I was at least twelve. On the other side for my older siblings who were both fourteen and thirteen, they slaved all day, and at night if the husband was stress, he would either take it out on my older brother, Xavier or the middle son, Matt. The day when I turned twelve, I began doing laundry, dishes, house chores and preparing breakfast, and it was fine. A day came, and my siblings were sleeping, I was thirsty and went down to the kitchen for water. When I was done drinking the water, I was washing the glass, and I heard something and caused me to drop the cup in the sink, causing a lot of noise, waking up the wife, husband and my siblings. First my siblings came down rushing and trying to carry me back to my room, knowing what the couple is capable of, but it was too late. He hit Matt and Xavier with a black leather belt, and you could've heard the screams of pain in their crying. When he was done with them, he came to me and grabbed my arm and hit me twice as hard as my siblings. We were lying on the ground when he was done, and ordered us back upstairs. I tried to stay out of trouble, but it felt like trouble was after me than I was trying to stay away. I accidentally dropped a glass plate, which was the wife's most adored gift, a vase, spilled water on their expensive wooden floor, didn't prepare breakfast or forgot to do a chore, I would either get beat with the belt, slapped, thrown into a room alone with a bed and toilet, get starved and sent up to my room, or get shout at", after I was done telling my story, Mr Douglas was in shock and hugged me immediately.

"That's unbelievable", he spoke and I nodded while trying to hold in my tears. "And I don't miss having to go back there", I whispered and he caressed my back slowly. "Don't worry, you wouldn't have to stay there long", he said, and I pulled away, and watched him confused. "What do you mean?", I sniffled, and he skipped the question. "Do your siblings still live there?", he asked and I shook my head. "They ran away", I said and he tilted his head trying to figure out something. "So why didn't they take you with them?". "I got caught and taken back to the estate by two strong bodyguards, and they wanted to come back for me, but the place was flooded with police officers, FBI agents and detectives looking for them, and they ran away. Probably out of the country", I said and bursted into tears. "I don't want to stay there anymore. Even their children are horrible. The children do much worst", I said hitting his chest lightly and he nodded. "Don't worry. I'll figure out something", he kissed my forehead and I nodded.