He told me I was the only person in the world who knew about his sister, his wife, his son, his mother and his father.

I had already been with my mother for three days in a small beach town, it was summer and we wanted to escape the heat from our city, we were in our second day of the vacation when we met him.<br><br><br>His name was Ignacio and he was the owner of the bar we always went to, he was very attentive and always made my mother laugh, she was a widow, and so every time she laughed and smiled made me very happy.<br><br><br>The bar was on the highway, and had a small road next to it that seemed to go to the foot of a mountain, from that same path you could see the beach, it was a very nice view and I wanted to go.<br><br><br>But my mother told me no and Ignacio told me that it was not safe, because although the town was very quiet, there was a house up there and he was a very strange man and he was not sure if my safety would be guaranteed.<br><br><br>I insisted, but he told me no, that he did not want bad things to happen to me, that I was a very beautiful girl and very sweet and I had to take care of myself, that was what my father would have wanted if he was alive.<br><br><br>I had been very sad for many years, but that day I felt a little happiness and I felt that my father took my hand and told me not to go, I trusted my father and left.<br><br><br>When night came my mother told me that Ignacio was a very nice man, that he was very kind, and I told him that yes, that he was a very nice and kind man, who cared about me and wanted me to be safe.<br><br><br>He knew my name, and my mother's name, everybody knew and I liked that, I felt part of that town, I felt like I was home.<br><br><br>I told Ignacio that my mother and I were going to the beach, and he gave us a bottle of wine and some snacks to take with us, and I was grateful.<br><br><br>He told me that he saw me walking with his bottle and wanted to take it away from me, I smiled and invited him to come with me, it was a joke, but he came anyway.<br><br><br>I was very confused, he had his arm around me and told me that he had already met my mother, that now he wanted to meet me, but I was already annoyed.<br><br><br>I asked him to let me go and he told me that he liked me and wanted to be with me, I told him that I was not interested in him and he asked me why, and I told him that he was older and my mother was right, he was a very nice man and kind.<br><br><br>He told me to come with him, and I told him no, I told him to let me go, I pulled my arm and I fell hitting my head, but he grabbed me and took me to his car, my mother was looking for me and he told her that I was with him and that I liked him, she was happy.<br><br><br>I told her to help me and she told me to be nice, I wanted to scream and run but he told me that they were his friends and she was okay, she was very happy and told me to let go and forget about it.<br><br><br>I tried to run and they told me that they would take my mother, so I stayed and I asked him why he was doing this, and he told me that I was the only person in the world who knew about his sister, his wife, his son, his mother and his father.<br><br><br>I was very confused and I told him that it was wrong to hurt me, they all told me that I had to obey him and that he was my husband, my father and my uncle, that he was my only family and everyone else were his.<br><br><br>My mother was everybody's wife and I was everybody's daughter, sister and wife, they wanted me to obey them, they wanted me to obey Ignacio.<br><br><br>I was very confused and they told me to forget about it and let go, and I told them that I would never forget it, and my mother told me to be nice, and I told her to help me, to take me out of there and she told me that I was in my home and Ignacio told me that I was his wife, that I was married with him and that my mother was his mother and my father was dead.<br><br><br>But my father was not dead, he died five years ago in a car accident, I was very sad, I cried, I wanted him to be with me, and they told me that he was not my father and that I was not my sister, that I was not my mother's daughter.<br><br><br>I told them that I wanted to leave and they told me that I could never leave, that I was not going to leave, that I was going to stay there forever and I would be their.<br><br>I wanted to run, I wanted to scream and run, but they took me to my room, the room I had been locked in for 3 days, and they told me that I was going to stay there, my mother and everybody told me that, and now I am writing this to you because I want you to know.<br><br><br>But it had been 3 years since that, I have been locked here for 3 years, that's why I am writing this, because I know that one day I will escape and I will forget, but I can't forget, they haven't told me anything else but I will never forget.<br><br><br>I want to forget, I want to forget everybody, but I will never forget my father, he took my hand and told me not to leave, and I didn't, he told me that they were not good people and that I shouldn't be with them and I shouldn't do that.<br><br><br>But I didn't listen and now I am here and I will never leave, but I will never forget him, they told me that he was not my father and that I was not his daughter, but he was my father and I was his daughter, he loved me and I loved him and that will never change.<br><br><br>But I know that one day I will forget him, I will forget my mother and I will forget me, and I will be one of them, and I will never escape, but I want to escape, and I want to tell him that I am very sorry, that I should have listened to him and not left him behind.<br><br><br>I will never not leave him behind again.<br><br><br>But I won't ever see him again and I will never be able to tell him, and that's why I am writing this.<br><br><br>The last thing I want to tell you is this:<br><br><br>I'm still in his house.