Captured

"OUCH!" I screamed at the top of my lungs. My knees were squashed against my chest, my body felt like it was in a million pieces. Every time I coughed it sounded like a dying pig. This was the end of my time, I was being kidnapped.
*Flashback*
I was in the kitchen making dinner just like the average twelve year old would. My mother had been sick for the past two days with the flu and my father, well, he disappeared when I was younger. When I was about to boil the kettle, people came rushing into our house. The next thing I knew was I was being shoved into a bag.
*End of Flashback*
I've always known I was different. Not strange but different. I did change schools a lot and my mother always picked certain schools for me to go to. Speaking of my mother I wonder what happened to her. Soon I started to get sweaty. I was boiling hot. It's like the feeling when you're sitting inside on a boiling, hot day.
I heard people whispering. A normal human being wouldn't be able to hear what they were saying but I could, very easily. They were talking about me. Apparently they were going to set me free. That's exactly what they did. I was guided into a room. That's when I saw her!
Her blue eyes glowing in the darkness. The tears that drizzled down her delicate cheeks. she was smiling with all her strength. I was t sure whether to cry or smile. The lady I was face to face with was my mother. I had re-united with her again.
The kidnappers pushed me towards my mother. I hugged her and gave her a sloppy kiss on the cheek. "Everything will be alright mother, I promise," I cried. She nodded as if she was agreeing. "Now, what are we going to do with them?" asked the stranger. They left the room to talk in private. this was our chance, our chance to escape! "Mum," I started. She answered, "Yes darling." "Let's escape while we can!" I said a bit too loud. "Yes let's go," she said, excitedly.
I un-tied her. we jumped into an air vent and off we went. just in time too, because they had just opened the door when we closed the vent. I gave a sigh of relief. We eventually made our way out and found ourselves at the old cheese making factory. My mother used to work there in her early years.
We jumped with joy that we escaped all the torture that faced us. on our way back home we bought an ice cream and ate it happily knowing that we were not in danger anymore! THE END!