The missing teenagers

 All I heard was the time ticking no footsteps or voices or even animals. I couldn't see or move I could only hear time passing. I was only ten and I was very frightened I didn't have the slightest clue of what was going on. Then I heard it a voice a single male voice and foot steps rushing towards me, then a light turned on. I see a tall person with a mask standing in front of me and I could see that I was strapped to a metal table and that the windows were painted black. He tipped the table on it's edge and I was face to face with them. I was too frightened to scream or talk. They unstrapped me slowly while watching my movements. He stepped back when he was done, I think he was just as scared of me as I was of him. I stepped forward not sure what to do out from behind a guy grabbed my wrists and tied them together. He started to push me around and then I realized that I got in a fight and was knocked out. Before I was knocked out the kid I fought with called his dad over. I just realized why he wanted to fight me his dad wanted a girl he could keep. He pushed me to the kitchen table and he untied my wrists and brought me food, and he told me that he would be quick to catch me if I tried to escape. When I finished eating I was brought to a girls room he said this was to be my new room in my new house with my new family. Before he left he told me to stay here for awhile to get used to it. I heard a faint click before his footsteps walked away. I checked the windows and they were painted black too and screwed shut. I had tried the door even though I knew he had locked it. I know that I will not get out unless he lets me out. On the way in I noticed a chain lock and a deadbolt, and he definitely dead bolted the door. I looked through the huge room lots of unicorns and fairy tales items and I tried on some of the clothing. The clothing was my size which was really creepy, and some of the items in the room were just like some at my house. The items that were things that I have at my house are in the same general place. I just got the feeling that he had been watching me. He called me by my name at dinner but I NEVER told either of them my name. That very moment I realized he was why I was never at ease at home or anywhere I should have been. I never let down my guard, and then they convinced me to and look at the result. When I disobeyed this jerk I was immediately punished he would tie me to my bed and start smacking my face so hard that the third would cause bleeding. One day while I was getting punished his son came into the room and told his dad to stop. I think he felt bad, because he had allowed for this to happen and he helped do it. His dad walked out without unting me his son rushed to my side and started to clean up my face. He untied me after that way I couldn't punch or kick him because of how the cleaning hurt. The next morning at two am I woke up to the sound of the door being unlocked. The boy came in and whispered for me to pack a bag of clothing while he packed food and drink. He told me that he was not this guy's son and that he was taken too. He explained that he was told he would be released if he helped to get a girl. He explained that his home was a couple miles away and asked how far mine was. I had know idea he said we were in Rhode Island. I told him that I was way too far to walk and that I live in Manchester Connecticut. He invited me to stay with him until I could go home. The guy showed up at his house while I was alone and he grabbed me and tied me to the inside of his car. He knew that authorities would find him with me at his house, so he brought me to his beach house and paid someone to keep me there. He tied me to a chair and locked me in the attic of the beach house. He told me that he would bring me great harm, and if I tried to escape and if I called out I would be in great danger. The guy he had paid to keep me there came upstairs and cut me loose, and he told me to go downstairs to eat with him. The next day the original guy came with a girl my age I knew her. He told me that if either of us escaped family members would die and we would be brought back here. The young man who brought me to his house was brought back the next day and left with the same threat. A week later he brought two young men and a young woman, and he told me that he had my sister and she was to die if any of us escaped. I chased after him and when I caught him I told him to leave my sister alone. I also told him that this was between me and the others who were taken and him no one else. He tied me down and he told me he would do whatever he wanted to do. He released me and I went back into the beach house. The guy who was being paid told us to go to the basement or he would push us down. I was the last one downstairs and he tripled locked the door behind me. The six of us are in the basement and that was the way things were. One day I was cleaning the yard from the the storm when a police officer pulled up and asked me if I knew any of the people in the pictures. When I looked at him he recognized me as one of the missing teenagers. He told me to go back inside and open the door when he knocked on the door. When he knocked on the door I opened it and showed him to the basement where the others were. The guy who was paid grabbed me and told the cop to leave. The officer moved to the stairs and swung around back and grabbed him. I told the officer that he was paid and his daughter was hostage and that is why he was doing it. One of us told him where she was and the real kidnapper was. He called for backup to bring us to the police station to call our family. I told him that we couldn't go yet because he would kill my sister and his daughter. He took the guy and sent for the girls. And the others came for us. I refused to leave until my sister was standing in front of me. They tackled me and forced me into the car. They told me that she was already at the station. She was at the station refusing to get medical treatment without me there. The moment I showed up they had me and her get in an ambulance to go to the nearest hospital. She was taken into the back and into a room immediately. She got treatment for deep but not fatal wounds. They took me out of the room and told me she would need medical help for at least a week. They told me to call my family to come get me. I told him that by the time they got here it would be two months later, and that I had no place to go during that time. They called some people and they brought me to a van, that looked like a dog catchers van but  for people. He forced me to the back of the van and locked me in a cage. He told me that he personally knew that I would be safe until my family came for us. When we were parked a man opened the cage and apologized for the ride. He explained that he was not allowed to put me up front, because he was not supposed to have children in the van. He brought me inside and showed me to an amazing guest room. He told me that he had a place for my sister, when she was out of the hospital if needed. I slept for a long time because when I was hostage I couldn't sleep. In the morning I woke up and my door was unlocked, so I walked out. I smelled blueberry pancakes when I saw him he told me to come eat. He told me that he liked me around it made him feel like his daughter was brought back. A week later my sister was brought to the house and we stayed there until mom and dad arrived. He was at work when they showed up so we left him a note. On our way home we stopped by one of my older sisters house. At home me and my sister each told our stories about what happened to us when we were apart.