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~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~><~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Julia Carter~
'Uuuugggghhhhh' where am I?
'Bump'
My head hit what I assume was the trunk. Then I started to remember what happened. Oh no no no no no. He's taking me somewhere else I just know it.
"SOMEONE HELP ME!" I knew nobody would hear but I was going to try.
Then the car jolted to a stop.
"OW!" I screamed when I felt something sharp cut my leg. I heard footstep coming around to the trunk. The trunk popped open.
"Well look who's awake. Are you bleeding?"
"Your sick Tommy. I hate you. Why can't you see that?" I was sick of this, I unwillingly started crying.
"Aw, don't cry." He wiped my tears away with his hands. I wanted to vomit from his touch. While his hand was still on my face I turned my head so his hand was covering my mouth.
Then, I bit his hand.
"OWWW! JULIA WHAT THE FUDGE!" He screamed pulling his hand to chest.
"Don't. Ever. Touch. Me. Again." Then he slapped me across the face. It hurt like hades.
"Don't tell me what do! I'll do whatever I want with you!" He screamed in my face.
"Your right I'm sorry Tommy. Can I hug you?" I asked.
He has no idea.
"That's more like it." He pulled my out of the trunk and tugged me toward him. I put my arms around his neck.
Then my knee 'accidentally' hit him in the groin.
On the way down, his head 'accidentally' connected with my knee.
He was on the ground hunched over grunting profanities. I took the chance to run to the drivers seat. Dummy left the keys in the ignition.
I drove off leaving him in the dust.
~Richard Clarke~
Where is she? Julia has been missing for two days. I miss her. I need her.
I haven't left my room in days. I probably look like crap.
RRRRRRRIIIIIIIIIINNNNNNNNGGGGGGGG!
I heard the telephone go off. I ran over to pick it up.
"Yes?"
"Richard, we found Julia." Those were just the words I needed to hear.
"I'm coming!" I shouted into the telephone then hung up.
-one hour later at the police station-
I walked into the police station looking around for Julia. I didn't see her. I walked up to the front desk.
"How may I help you?" A lady in her late fifties asked.
"I was told a Julia Carter was here?" I questioned.
"Ah, yes she's down that hall, last door on the right." She pointed out.
"Thank you!" I yelled while running down the hall.
I stopped for a second in front of the door.
Then I pushed the door open.
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I sorry Amandathepanda2 but.....
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ITS ANOTHER CLIFFHANGER.
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I've probably over used the word cliffhanger.
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Cliffhanger
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Also sorry to gracemariegma that it's not very long.
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I'll try to make it longer.
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~Jenanynay out
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