Where am i? I don't know. Why do I have this wedding dress on? I don't know. Who am I marrying? I really don't know anymore. I am living a total lie, I am not marrying the one I love and the one I am marrying is only marrying me for money. Do I want this? No. Do I deserve this? No, absolutely not. I knew something was going to go wrong today but I couldn't quite put my finger on it. Nervous and scared feelings began to churn in my stomach, not because the wedding, but because I knew on this day, something was going to happen to me. As my mother put the veil on my head, fixing the clip so it would stay, she whispered, "I know you don't want to do this." My eyes fall to the ground then shift up to her face and I say, "Dad wants this, I have to finally give him something to appreciate me for." My mother sighs before replying, "Miley, just know I will love you either way." I teared up as I heard those words and I pulled her in for a tight hug. "I love you too mom, forever and always." Then my father poked his head in and said, "Miley, its time." I sigh and nod before taking my father's arm and watching my mother walk to her seat in the church. Right before we began to walk down the aisle I turn to my father and say, "I am doing this for you and only you, dad. Don't forget that and don't expect me to be happy because this is not what I want. You want this." He was about to reply but the song came on for me to walk down the aisle. The heavy oak doors open to reveal many guests and we slowly began to take steady steps to the beat of the song. Suddenly windows broke, doors were knocked down, and the church candles all began to fall. The decorations began to tear as they were being pulled and snagged and the sun shone through the open windows. Suddenly, the sunlight was gone and a hand went over my eyes, making me see black. I hear screams and hollers but as soon as the person placed a cloth over my mouth, it all disappeared. I fell limp into my kidnapper's arms and then I knew no more.
When I awoke I couldn't see the sun, there were no windows, only a door. The walls were made of cement and the floor was cold granite. My wedding dress lay on a straw bed as well as my veil and white heels. I look down at my body to see I am wearing a silk nightgown and my feet were bare. My head began to pound with pain and I winced as I stood on my feet. Nobody else was in the room, I was alone and cold. I shivered at the cold and suddenly the door opened. I gasped and ran to the corner of the room, trying to hide. A man's figure came through the door in heavy boots and began to walk towards me. I let out a small whimper and the man squatted down next to me. I whimpered, "Who are you?"