When they kidnapped me

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Hello and my name is Ash, no it's not short for anything it's just Ash. All the kids in my school made fun of me for having a boy name, I hate my name just because of that reason. I am the reject in my school since I was growing up, now I'm in senior year. No one talked to me and if they did is because they were calling me names.

"Mom I'm home" I whisper to myself.

My mom died when I was growing up and my dad left me for some other women, because he wanted to start out new. I asked him why didn't he take me with him and he asked me because to me you are no longer my daughter. I cried but now I don't care he is not my dad anymore and for me he died in a car crash. The school thinks my mom is still alive because I keep signing papers that say she is still my guardian. I learn how to forge her signature or else I would have been sent to an orphanage, I rather stay here home where all the memories are. I pay the bills with the money I get from working in a mini market. I sit down and do my homework, while listening to music. I hear a knock on my dear and decide to put everything away, I'm done either way. I get up and before I open the door I check through the window and see a boy standing there with a plate. I open the door and see a blonde boy look at me with his blue eye, he reminds me of a penguin.

"Hello, how may I help you" I asked the blonde boy.

"I and some friends just recently moved in in the neighborhood and they were to shy so I decided to go door to door to meet our new neighbors." The blonde boy tells me.

Oh okay well its nice meeting and with that everything goes dark. I slowly start waking up and look around. Where am I? What happened? I try to move but my hands are tied up and so are my legs, I try to speak but I can't. I hear some talking and realize I'm inside a van. Oh my god I'm going to die, I should have not open the door. He seemed nice and sweet, why did he do this, I see someone. It's the same boy and he nods to some other guys. I don't know what they want but I need to find a way out of here quickly.

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