I will escape one day Ch.1
I had hoped I wouldn't end up writing another long series... but I ended up typing it down anyways orz well anyways, enjoy! Chapter 1: Sold Products of infidelity were never tolerated. That’s how John Doe was treated for as long as he could remember. The daily beatings from his mother’s spouse were not enough that even his name was the embodiment of intolerance. John Doe, the name given to unidentified male victims of death. Perhaps he would embody the name too when he grew older. An unidentified man, somewhere by the side of the road. Both his known parents belonged to families that were of high ranks in society so of course his existence would never be made known to the public. He would just be someone who was trapped in his so called room of an attic. It was only his mother that came to see him besides the maids that tended to him. But even the maids looked at him with contempt and fascination for he was different. His appearance did not at all show the looks of a typical young Asian. Instead of straight black hair, his were golden and rather curly. Instead of dark eyes, his were the lightest of blue and his mother loved those eyes very much. His eyes always reminded his mother of his biological father whom she had loved so much. It was more of a question on whether his mom visited him to be reminded of the love she lost or because she was genuinely concerned for his well-being. He couldn’t discern that yet at 8 years old. Before his 9th birthday came, John was taken out of his room for the very first time, and by his so called father nonetheless. The man had said they were going on a trip. Who knew that trip would end up at the red light district. John never even minded, he was thrilled in fact, he was finally allowed to go out for the first time in his life. But he never expected that he would be staying out from that moment on. John and his father made their way into one of the grandest buildings in the area, walked through a few secret halls somewhere until they arrived at what seemed to be an office “I’ve brought the child” The father said as he pushed John forward **“He’s much more attractive than you claim him to be. Why would you want to sell him?”** “Just take him and give me my money already, I don’t need people seeing that I’m in this part of town.” John was being sold. Of course he was, maybe that’s why he was kept alive all that time. Anywhere seemed better than that house he was confined to all those years. He would be free. Maybe he’ll be fed regularly here instead of being starved like he was there when he spoke out of line or asked the wrong kind of question. Maybe he’ll even meet someone around the same age and he would have a friend. A friend! Someone he would be able to talk to. At that moment, he never really cared about what the adults talked about; he was far more concerned of having to meet people that would not look at him with contempt as the maids did. Never did he realize how wrong his thoughts were when the doors were locked and he was asked to strip himself of every piece of clothing he had on. It was an odd request but he still obliged, following orders were the only things he was good at anyways. “**You... have so many cuts, child. That man certainly did not do well with you at all. But at least he saw your value… in the end”** The unusual man inched closer to him and inspected each of his cuts, even going so far as to touch him as if he were just an object. Perhaps he was. This man bought him. And now the man had the right to do what they wanted. So this is what being bought entails. Luckily after he was observed, he was given a new set of clothes. They looked like worker clothes but he shouldn’t be one to complain now. He had no right to, seeing as he barely knew the man. All he knew right now is that starting tomorrow; he was to start his training. Training for what? Try to figure out where he was taken XD This is the chapter 2 Chapter 2: Training https://read.cash/@Hanzell/i-will-escape-one-day-ch-2-222217f1 if you're interested in my previous long series, it's here: **Primrose: Ch. 6** https://read.cash/@Hanzell/primrose-ch-6-80dbb261 **Primrose: Ch. 5** https://read.cash/@Hanzell/primrose-ch-5-e70eedfc **Primrose: Ch. 4** https://read.cash/@Hanzell/primrose-ch-4-339798fe **Primrose: Ch. 3** https://read.cash/@Hanzell/primrose-ch-3-94bb0445 **Primrose ch. 2** https://read.cash/@Hanzell/primrose-ch-2-e950cfd4 **Primrose ch.1** https://read.cash/@Hanzell/primrose-ch1-79ff347e
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More please.. 😊
Haii maybe tomorrow morning. I'm still trying to figure out how to fix the rest of the chapters
Hy Hy would be waiting for more of your post you are good at what you do.
Try reading primrose tooo! I completed that one UwU and it's actually much lighter a theme than this
Okay I would try to do, am just try to manage my notifications, I would try to get across to it, I appreciate your timely comments.
Uou just read when you can because i swear, those notifs will never stay quiet of you're subscribed to so many people at a time
That's really true I would like to stay engage with more people that we interact than having time with some headache notification thanks for these.
I actually filter out most of my notifs because some really don't make sense to me. Plus I've mapped out the times when people are less active and just pop out then 😂
😁😁😁 I know that trick well it does work .
Well i have my studies to finish so i don't need a waterfall of notifs going after me 😂
😁😁😁😁 if one is not care with this blog it would take all the time in the day.
Yup yup! That's why we need to do things in moderation here. So soon I'll beed to go to sleep but I'll do so after finishing this other write up
Oh okay it's still afternoon here , good night.
It's a weird thing how being abused makes you think it cannot get worse. The reality is it can always get worse. John had a bad start, a terrible father and his mother is the worst of all. ☹
Agreed. But it's made to good use a lot in so many stories, including mine too 😂😂😂😂😂 but yeah, I'm still editing the rest of the chapters because I find them too short. And since I'm still waiting for Ozzyy to ginish his taken series, might as well start on another story series :""
The thing is it happens so frequently people find it normal and no one breaks his brains about it. It's slavery but no one sees it as such if you are not black and live now ☹
That's true. And no one really cares because they'll keep claiming that they have their own struggles to worry about so it's enough an excuse not to bother with someone else's struggles ;-;
Waackkk this dark nee chan
It only gets darker 😂 figured out where he was taken to?
Gangsta inc.? Or he became a prosti something??
Lol he became a prosti but that's still on chapter 3 and I'm still too lazy to edit
Hahah don't make us wait more nee-chan, this made me somewhat miss @marcmire 's writing 🥺 haha
I'll try posting the chapter 2 tomorrow morning though then edit the rest by then too. Maybe you could read primrose and tell me what you think 😂 at least that one's finished Yeahhh but @marcmirs is busy with college ;;-;; i miss his poems a lot. They're art in my head, i tell you 😢
Haiiiii i have time today so I'll read it, i actually read some parts but i can finish the whole story because of acads but now I'll finish it🤗 Yesss he's really good at imageryyy
OH poor John, I pity him, but I belive he still has hope
There is but it will show in the succeeding chapters 😁
wow, I can't wait to see that
I'll try to finish it up the soonest i can then ^-^
ok, I will be expecting it
It is a sad story with abusive parents.
Well the story does shift
I imagine ... but I have to keep reading the plot. Let's see how all this unfolds.
He was brought into brothel right? Hmmm, so he's going to be a Gigolo, life sucks for him hah. What about the mother,? She allow it? Well, I think this'll better than living in the attic.
I think it's better that he's taken away. His mother might have raped him sooner and at least he would be allowed mental prep before he would have to serve others. Anyways, the mother probably wouldn't be allowed to do anything about it since her husband would start to rule the household with an iron fist