10 years ago~
I knew something wasn't right. I wasn't in my room in Scotland, I was somewhere bright.
"You are awake I see," a soft melodious voice whispered.
I struggled to get up, to clear away to the brightness, "Where am I?"
"Where you are meant to be, I saved your life Savannah Taylor and I want a favor in return."
"Where are you? What do you want?" I asked, "I have nothing."
"No my dear," the voice purred, "You have everything. I want your daughter, I want Ashlynn Taylor!"
My mind screamed a single word, "NO!" My mouth could not form the words, but managed a weak moan.
"Yes, I want her Savannah, and I will have her. Swear to give her to me when she turn 16 and I will let you go home," the voice reasoned, "She is only 6, you still have time to say goodbye."
I forced my mouth to open and managed a whisper, "No."
The voice laughed, "Too bad Savannah, too bad. Anyway, I will have her." I saw a glint of silver in the light and opened my mouth to scream before I was silenced forever. A figure stood in front of me dressed completely in white, "Such a pity Savannah, you could have gone home, now look at what you have turned into."
I turned to where she pointed and stared at myself in the mirror, I was a statue, frozen forever in time and stone. "Too bad Savannah," the lady crooned as she stroked my cheek and walked away.
"I'm not locked yet," I thought, but as she walked farther away, my faith did as well.