My eyes widen and I jerk myself awake. The clock below the tv in front of me
reads 1:07. I quickly grab my phone and look down at the caller I.D. That's weird,
its a blocked number. Me, being my curious self accepts the call and puts my
phone up to my ear. "Hello...?" I whisper into the phone, scared some freak is
on the other line. The smoothest voice I've ever heard replies back to me.
"Elena, no need to be frightened, it's me Marco. I just wanted to give you a call,
make sure I have the right number. Did you receive my gift yet? I hope you
like it, it's beautiful like you."
Taken back I think, briefly I come up with something that doesn't make sense.
Was the bracelet from Marco? "The bracelet was from you? It's amazing truly,
but how do you know where I live?" Someone, not Marco starts coughing near
the phone and I hear shuffling, a door open, then close. From outside the door
more voices are talking in a foreign language, a language I don't understand.
"On your Instagram post, your address was tagged, I have a friend in
Pennsylvania and I had them drop it off. It was nothing don't worry."
"The box was on my desk, someone put it in my house... But whatever, it's amazing
thank you. Who are you with, I hear voices." It takes him a few moments to reply
then I get a response, that I wasn't expecting. "Elena, you don't know a lot about
me, but I know more about you than you would ever know. I am going to explain
something to you. I hope you completely hear me out. Are you in?"
My mind was telling me to put down the phone, call the police, or do something
smart, yet it was again as if my realistic, smart mind was cut off of me and
my words came out so quickly I couldn't take them back. I reacted like a stupid
hormonal teenage girl, desperate for attention.
"I'm listening, I want to
know everything." He chuckled a bit then explained. "Ok, I guess now is as good
time as ever. I'm from Italy, and visit there a lot. I live though near the Arabian
Peninsula, which a group of people, who you know of. Any way I came in contact
with you for one main reason, well a few. The big thing is, I want you to fly to
Saudi Arabia, where I will pick you up and bring you to Yemen, to live with me
and be with me. There's a huge political aspect to this. You'd have to practically
sneak out of America. No one can know where you are going, why, or that you
contact me. Elena, together we can be powerful, make this world something
new where people are all the same. Please say you'll come. We need you. Please,
if you have any questions... Ask them." Shocked I start coughing, and then
chocking. My body has weird ways to react to things.
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Departing Normal
Teen FictionAs in today's new, terror groups recruiting young women have now become popular... And a threat. Her name, Elena Sterling. Age:16 She's one of those extraordinary girls that no one gets. Soon the whole world will know her and want to find her loca...