My tummy hurted everywhere from the crazy lady who took me. What did mommy say it was called? Kidnap? I think that was it. But mommy never called me kid. She always called me baby so maybe crazy lady babynapped me.

My head hurts and I just wanna lie down on my bed but I can't 'cause I'm in a big car with the crazy lady and the fat man with the knife. I wanna scream and cry 'cause I'm scared but mommy told me to never get scared 'cause being scared is for numbskulls.

So I don't talk when I really really want to 'cause I'm being brave from mommy. I wanna kick crazy lady everywhere but I can't. My feets are all tied up with a really itchy rope and my hands are in tied with a hanky. It's tight tight tight. I can't see anything 'cause crazy lady put a hanky around my eyes.

I wanna scream so badly but I don't because I know that mommy will come any minute and she'll hug me and kiss me and tell me that I did a really good job for being really really brave and give me lots and lots of ice cream.

My tummy tells crazy lady and the fat man that I was hungry 'cause I never gots to eat. I don't think they heard my tummy growl. How can't they? It's really really loud.

"Are you hungry, Amelia?" I heard crazy lady's voice ask me. I knew that she was really near to my face 'cause her breath was really hot and stinky. I nodded my head so fast that I think it was gonna fall off.

"I don't have any food with me, so you're gonna have to wait until morning," She said. I hate her. "If you're good."

But I'm always good. Mommy always says so. I really miss her. I don't think I can do this. I don't wanna be brave anymore. It's hard being brave.

Before I could tell the crazy lady that I was a good girl, I felt her scratchy nails on my cheeks, shaking my head everywhere making me even dizzier. Like I was on the spinning teacups in Disneyland many many times but I've never been there. Maybe mommy will take me when she finds me.

"You will be good. You will follow and do everything I say, or else you'll get punished. Do you understand?"

I understand but I'm scared. I'm scared, but I tell myself to be brave. I'm scaredy-brave. I'm scave.

I move my head up and down to tell her I understand but I really don't wanna follow her. She's a bad woman.

"Good girl, Amelia."

I don't like it when she calls me good girl. Her voice is really high a scratchy. It's not like mommy's. Mommy's voice is really warm and makes me feel like I'm on the clouds. Not rain clouds, though. The big white puffy ones that look like cotton candy.

The car stopped and since the lady put a seatbelt around me I didn't move. She slid me out of the seatbelt and holded me around my tummy again. It still hurted from what she did so I screamed really really loud.

She put her hand over my mouth, telling me to 'shut up'. Her hand was stinky and I can't breathe 'cause she covered my nose too. I tried licking her hand but she didn't take it away until I felt we were inside a room.

She took off the hanky from my eyes and I saw the room. It was really empty, but I saw two doors. One was open and one was closed.

"Augh, you disgusting little brat! You got slobber all over my hand!" She screamed, wiping it on her shirt. It made me giggle but I stopped quickly when I saw her look angrily at me.

I'm scave. I'm scave. I'm scave.

"Does this look funny to you?" She yelled, and then she hit my cheek, making me scream too, but louder than she did. Hundreds of times louder 'cause I never got hitted before. It really really hurts and I wanna give up being brave so bad but I can't.

"Do that again, and you'll be getting more than that." Crazy lady said in an angry voice. I didn't wanna get hitted anymore so I nodded really really fast.

"Now, before you go to sleep over there," She said, pointing at the far side of the room. It had a blanky on the floor but no pillows. "Clean the floor. You can't go to sleep unless you do it. Now go. The cleaning supplies are over there." Now she was pointing at the things behind her. It was bucket with water and a really big mop that's five hundred times bigger than me.

I holded up my hands, telling her with my eyes that can see now to take away the hanky around my hands and the itchy rope around my feet.

"Oh, fine. It's not like you can escape from here." She let out a really long breath. "Kwakoo!"

The big fat man with the knife stepped beside her. I know his name now but I still wanna call him fat man.

"Cut off her restraints. I'll be in the room." Crazy lady said before walking inside the room with the closed door. Fat man nodded his head and waited for Crazy Lady to close the door.

"Kid, to tell you honestly, I really don't wanna do this." Fat man whispered, quickly taking away the hanky around my hands.

I look at him weirdly. Fat man's good?

"But I can't break my promise to my boss. So let me tell you this. I'll be dropping hints to your mother that you're here, but I won't tell her that it's me." He was cutting the itchy rope.

"But you're going to have to agree with me, okay, kid? Don't say nothing to the lady there, and do your best to stay alive. I'll bust you out here. I don't know how long it'll take, but I will. Promise." He took the rope away from my feet. I wanna hug him so much but I can't 'cause crazy lady can see us.

"Now go on. Start cleaning, and I'll send the first hint." He said before going out of the room. It hurted to walk 'cause of the itchy rope but I was able to walk to the big mop and bucket.

I'll see you soon, mommy.

I love you.

As much as I'd love to go on with the companion story, other people who have not yet read this story might not get it. So yeah.

And I present you with the first of hopefully more Mia's POV. The misspelled words and the over use of the word 'really' is how I think Mia would think.

Also, I don't own the word 'scave'. I got it from this book, 'ROOM' by Emma Donoghue, which is in my top ten favorite books.

Please do tell me what you think. Wishing you all the best! :)