Post by AVERY RAINNE MARTIN on Jul 19, 2013 22:49:39 GMT -8
| [atrb=style,width: 420px; background-color: efefef; background-image: url(http://24.media.tumblr.com/0478144b9f16c95a37367d1aca56b45c/tumblr_mkfax8tDxp1s97ldco1_500.png); padding: 5px, bTable] AVERY R. MARTIN 19 | HETEROSEXUAL | CASHIER | COLLEGE STUDENT | MELISSA BENOIST July 13th, 2008 Dear diary, It is my 14th birthday and I couldn't be more excited! My mom bought me this diary and I vow to write in it as often as possible. I start high school in a few short months and I am kind of nervous but I know that my friends will help me through all the difficult times! I may not have as many friends as those popular girls or be considered the "prettiest" or "coolest" girl but I know that what I have is all that matters and I am truly grateful for all of it. I guess I will tell you about myself diary so in case it gets lost someone will at least know whose this is. My name is Avery Rainne Martin and I am the oldest child of my two amazing parents and I only have one sibling. She is only a year old but I love her to death and she means the world to me. I enjoy writing which is why my mother bought me this diary and I am going to carry it with me everywhere and keep it in my backpack on the way to school. I am confident, independent, and am very outgoing. My friends say I am a social butterfly and that they love it about me. Well I might as well go because I have to get ready for my party! Talk to you later! Love, Avery. September 3rd, 2008 Dear diary, I am going to write this as fast as I can but on the way home from school today this guy picked me up and put me in his van. I do not know where I am or who he is but he locked me in his basement and I am so scared, I don't want to die. I don't know what time it is or what the hell is going on at all. All I know is he is tall, dark hair, scary looking, but doesn't seem like he wants to hurt me yet. It hasn't even been 12 hours and I miss my family like crazy and they must be worried sick. I wonder if they are looking for me yet, but I guess they couldn't because of the whole 24 hour thing. How long is going to take for them to give? How long am I going to survive like this? I always read about things like this in the paper, and seen things like this on the news but I never thought that this stuff would ever happen to me. This was never supposed to happen to me. Oh shit, I have to go now. I think he is coming downstairs. Love, Avery March 3rd, 2009 Dear diary, It has been 6 months and I don't know how I am supposed to get out of here. I know their are fliers, magazines, and everything else with my face on it my family must be heartbroken. I do not suspect that this man is going to kill me, his name is Thomas and is a teacher. Ironic I know. He takes care of me actually, buys me clothes, food and everything else I need but I know I need to get out of here. I fear that if I try to leave he will then attack me though. I never thought that I would spend my first year of high school in some guys basement where I don't know where the hell I am. That is another thing, he won't tell me where the hell I am but I know I am not in Brunswick anymore because I would know who this guys is because I have lived here my whole life. He knows I am keeping this journal and that I write in it every day and for some odd reason he doesn't care and maybe that is because deep down he cares about me. I know I should hate this guy, but I don't. I mean I don't like him at all, but I don't hate him. Hate is such a strong. word. Well I will talk to you later, it is late and I am going to bed. Love, Avery. June 22nd, 2012 Dear diary, I am free! After about four years I am home at last. The police found me, I don't care how, but they did and they took me home. After being away from my family that long I cried a lot, it was a horrible thing to see my now five year old sister not know who I am. I missed my whole high school career and didn't get to do all those fun things that they all do; homecoming, prom, graduation. I am alive though and beyond happy for that. Is it weird to say that I am thankful that it was Thomas who had taken me and not some creepy guy who would of killed me? I just think he was lonely that is all. Yes what he did was illegal and everyone keeps trying to tell me that but for some reason I keep feeling bad for him, not me. Maybe being away for that long messed me up a little bit and maybe it is a good thing that my mom has enrolled me into therapy for a while. Then I can get my life back in order. I don't know what I am going to do about school, or my friends. I kind of lost them because we drifted apart for so long and I am now a different person. The once confident, outgoing girl who was so sure of herself is insecure. Not only that but now I have to be around someone constantly. I have changed a lot and I hate it. I want the old me back. I don't know if I should saw this, but is it weird that I miss him? Love, Avery. Or someone else, I don't know. July 19th, 2013 Dear diary, A year has passed since I have arrived home. I didn't have to return to high school, thank god. They just had me take the test so I could get my GED and I passed pretty easily. I am still in therapy, secretly, because everyone thinks I should be better by now but I'm not. I got most of my friends back and my family is so happy that I am acting "normal" again. Too bad they don't know the truth. I may act confident, happy, outgoing, and like I can take care of myself but in reality I have panic attacks a lot because I feel so alone. I think part of the reason I keep having these attacks is because I miss him, and when I say him I mean Thomas. Yes he kidnapped me and yes it was bad and illegal and he is in prison now, but I loved him. He was a good person. Some people would find this crazy and maybe I am a little messed up but that is how I feel. When you are with someone every day for four years you end up getting attached. If I told anyone around me that I loved him or missed him they would think I was crazy. It is a problem I have to face every day and they are feelings I am just going to have to accept. Maybe I will find someone, someday who can mean more to me then he did. Someone who cares more about me. Someone my family would accept. Until then I am just going to act like I am better, like everything is fine. Not like I love my kidnapper or anything. -Avery BEHIND THE MASK MEGAN | 18 | PACIFIC | BEEN HERE TOO LONG TO CARE |SCARLET, RORY, AND TARA |
