Stockholm syndrome

Date: 3/13/2018

Some dominant male came around the corner and my heart skipped a beat out of fear. It was like a Stockholm’s syndrome where I was afraid of him but I liked him also. He took really good care of me. He had just bought me something very nice and expensive but I can’t remember what it was. - now that I think about it, I believe it was a doll. I remember how he knew I’d be happy with that. I was grateful and wanted to do what he told me to do. I wanted to please him.