Kidnapped by One Direction

Trapped Toes

   I ran, completely and utterly scared. I stepped in gum, and decided to still run. My converse slipped off, leaving me in only one shoe. I quickly turned the corner, hopped, and took off my other shoe. I ran as fast as I could. I tripped over the crack of the sidewalk. “OW!” I screamed, holding my toe. The man turned the corner. I got up, and tried to run. The toe incident slowed my pace down.

   He picked me up and held me in his arms. I tried to break free, but his grip was too tight. I did what I had to do. I elbowed him in the gut. He dropped me as he cried in pain. I fell to the ground, but jumped right back up, and ran. I turned the corner, reaching big gates. Two more boys were chasing me, wearing black hoodies, masks, and dressing in complete black. I ran up and over the gates, thinking I got them. They ran over the gate too, catching up to my speed. I ran faster, but was stopped by another man. I almost ran into him, and stopped. I turned around, ready to run, and bumped into another man’s chest. The two boys who were previously chasing me caught up. Following behind them, the one I elbowed in the gut. I turned around, looking for help. They were surrounding me in a circle.

“HELP!” I screamed.