Hazel

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My parents don't care were I go were I sleep or even were I get food.The only reason I was in my house for that is because I don't have any were else to go. My parents are all ways to busy bringing all lovey dovey to pay attention to me. So I raised myself. Any way fast forward I was walking home from school, my route takes me though the park and I have to cut though some alleys. What I didn't know was two men hid and as I walked by them they jumped out. One put their hand over my mouth silentceing my screams. The other put a knife to my back and whispered in my ear.
"My friend here is going to remove his hand from your mouth. If you scream your dead,understand?"
He nodded his head toward his friend and he removed his hand. Breathing heavily, I had to think. The men stared at me as if I were a god. One of them ran off. The other stood and stared. I asked him
"What are you going to do to me you sick bastard!"
"We are kidnapping you. We have to go through the city. You will act like my daughter. And my friend you will call him Uncle P.J do you understand?"
"And what if I don't then what?"
"Quite acting so strong I can hear the fear in your voice."
"Answer the question!"
"Why so you can plan to get away?"
"If I wanted to get away so much I would fight back." I nodded my head toward my bag. He walked over to it. From what I could tell he was surpised.
"You look surprised can't a girl be a fighter?"
"I guess they could but.."
Just then his friend came back. And we walked out to the street. After walking for five minutes we were in a van. I was hit over the head with something and knocked unconscious.

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