Chapter 1 - feeling like myself safe

I jolted up right in bed.

Where am I?

I looked around, closely eyeing the room. It was my room. My posters, and personal art work on my walls. My fairy collection scattered across my dressers. I took a deep breath, "It was just a dream." I slid out of bed and headed to the window, everything looked normal outside. The trees blowing in the wind, the scattered leaves on the ground. A typical fall day. I smiled, I was at home and safe.

I blushed as I realized I was standing in the window in my underwear. I quickly threw on my baggy sweats and tank top. I walked over to my mirror. It was covered in glitter and stickers from a sleep-over with my friends. I laughed recalling the memory of being covered in glue and glitter.

I looked like a mess. My light brown hair in knots, my make-up from last night smeared on my face. I threw my hair up into a quick bun and headed to the bathroom. I washed my face and felt so much better. My green eyes shining back at me in the mirror, I smiled. I always thought I had pretty eyes. Although, I was more happy about seeing the now prominent double chin. I pinched it and giggled. I was so fat. Hopefully one day I could get as big as I wanted.

I felt so much better knowing it was just a bad dream I had last night. I don't remember going to bed though, but I was super tired anyway. I shrugged and was ready for breakfast. I was starving! More hungry than ever before. I smiled to myself, "It just means I can eat more. Eating more equals more fat."

I went to open my bedroom door, and it didn't budge. I looked at the door confused. My door wasn't locked. I tried again. Panic started to set in. I tried again and again. I punched my door, kicked it, and tried pulling on it with all my might. It wouldn't budge. Then realization hit. I was not in my bedroom. This was not my safe haven. I ran to the window and looked outside, I frantically tried to push the window open. That's when I noticed it was just a piece of glass with video playing behind it, not a real window. I was in shock.

I was f*cked.

Royally.

I sat back on the bed. I was strangely calm. I was so terrified that I just stopped thinking. I sat there for what felt like forever. Not moving, barely breathing. Thinking I was going to die, some how accepting that fate. I didn't even know what time it was. I began to cry, I would never see anyone ever again. I started praying that they would be okay after realizing I was gone.

There was a loud crackling sound that echoed throughout the room. I looked around confused. Looking up I realized a speaker was there in the ceiling.

"Good morning beautiful," came a cheery voice. His voice was so smooth. A part of me wanted to kill him, and another part wanted to listen to him talk all day.

I was silent. He spoke again, "I see you have found your accommodations to eerily resemble your bedroom. I didn't want you to feel out of place." He chuckled, "Although, I suppose now you do, but you'll get over it soon."

"Let me go," I hissed through clenched teeth, glaring at the speaker.

"Ah ah...I can't do that. I have certain plans for you. If you comply and be a good little calf, I can guarantee you a splendid stay. If not, you may not find your stay here as fun," I could hear the devilish smile in his voice. I knew he was getting a kick out of this.

My stomach growled, I was so hungry.

"I see your hungry. Breakfast will be in soon," the speaker crackled off.