All Chapters of 30 days in captivity: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Sometimes, life doesn’t happen the way we want. There are critical situations we find ourselves in and most times we strive, struggle, and fight our way out of them. But not every situation feels the same, there are some in which fighting could be futile, and at such times, we just have to accept whatever comes in our path, embrace it, and live with it. My name is Cassandra and this is my story.As a child, I lived in the beautiful city of Santiago with my parents. We were a happy wealthy family. Being the only child, I had a life full of fun and liberty. My parents gave me everything I wanted, and I was treated like a princess in a big castle.My mother was a nurse and my dad, when all I could say was he is a simple contractor, so I thought until the night of my 20th birthday when I found out who he truly was, not only that, I got the biggest birthday surprise of my life.***It was evening, and my 20th birthday was at hand. Usually, I prefer to spend my time out with my friends Tyle

I opened my eyes. It was morning again.I had a long night of sleep, my whole body felt numb and all I did was stretched out on the bed.I tried to reach out to my cellphone on the bed but was unable to find it. I needed to communicate to Tyler where and when I will be free today, I missed the previous night, he must be mad at me.Still stretching out on the bed, I still could not reach out to my phone. I turned my head to the side and saw a huge painting by the wall. It was a man who I recognized, Mariano the most notorious ruthless mafia leader. Some say he is a tyrant, others say he is a psychopath and a maniac.“What is that painting doing inside my room.” I turned my head to the other side and saw a huge painting again. It was still the same man but with a little girl in it. “What is this? Why am I seeing strange things?” I pondered greatly. “I guess I must have had too much of champagne last night that’s the reason why I am hallucinating and daydreaming. But if I were to daydrea

We made it to my room. I sat down on the bed while she squatted before me to examine the bruises on my legs. Soon she left and came back with a first aid box.She began giving medications to my feet and applied some ointment to the bruises on my legs. “Ouch!” I reacted as I felt the pain. “Sorry, I am not very skilled at this.” She said.“It’s fine, no need to apologize.” I replied.She kept on with her duty. I looked at her, she was still so young and if I am not mistake, she should be about thirteen years old eventually. “How long have you been here?” I asked as curiosity corded my mind.“Five years.” She replied“What happened? How did you end up here?” the questions kept coming out of me.“I don’t want to talk about it.” she answered. I saw how weary and depressed she looked. The expression on her face made me a bit uncomfortable. “Sorry, I shouldn’t have asked such questions. I’m sorry.” I said. Silence followed as she kept on applying the ointment “Miss.” She called out to

I sat down still on my bed for the rest of the night, terrified and afraid that he might come back again to finish what he started.The rays of the sun lighted my room, it was morning again and I felt relieved but fear still occupied my heart, this is still his territory and be it morning or night, that won’t stop him from doing whatever he wants. Besides he said it before, he has the right to do whatever pleases him.Just as I sat down, I heard the squeaking of the door knob. Fear embraced me once again, I couldn’t feel my body. My heart jumped into my stomach as I broke out in cold sweat“Cassandra are you awake?” I heard the voice loud and clear, it was Celia. “I just wanted to check up on you.” She said. I gave out a sigh of relief and made my way to open the door for her.She walked in hurriedly like she was been pursued, I locked the door back and made it to my bed again and squeezed myself underneath the duvet, I was terribly shaking“Cassandra, are you alright?”“Yes, I’m fine

Knock-knockThe door opened and he walked in, I sat down on the bed with my knees folded up to my chest and my hands wrapped around them.“How are you feeling?” I gave not a reply neither said a word for I was speechless and knew not what to say to him.“I’m fine.” I managed a reply.“What’s wrong? You don’t look so happy? Did the maid offend you?” I looked not at him but stared right into the empty space in the room. “Cassandra, I am talking to you.” I kept on with the silent treatment.He walked closer and stood beside me. “Cassandra, look at me in the eyes. Did the maid offend you?” he asked again and my behavior remained the same. “You know, you should answer me now that I am trying to be nice. Do not anger me.”I turned to look at him. The man who stood before me, he was getting furious but all I could see is a child who was abandoned by his parents. The feeling of self pity was all around me the more I looked at him, it must have been rough living all by yourself. Having no one