They were things she wanted. There was no telephone, no lights, no computer, no mirror to watch herself, no makeup, no clothes to wear, no sharp objec...s or razors, no ropes, no radio or TV. Most importantly, there was no exit.It had been fifty-five days since I last saw her. This was my third visit to her in the one hundred and twenty days since I put Cathy in the cage.I followed the small trail, moving the devices to hide the entrance and carefully replacing them. The location had been. She got me the"job" of running the school newspaper.During the remainder of my time at school then I discovered that I couldovercome my fear of talking to girls if I was writing or takingphotographs for the school newspaper. I needed something in my hands todistract me from the beauty of the girl I was talking to.So this was how I became a journalist.I did quite well at school, without the distraction of having agirlfriend, and got onto the journalism course I wanted to study atuniversity.I. More

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