Let me introduce myself. I am 17 and have waist length brown-blond hair. And bright blue eyes. Anyway I probably should tell you what's going on. Either I'm being stalked or somebody is trying to kidnap me. They have stopped their white van about ten feet up the road from me. I backed away slowly, fearful of them. Twelve people got out, with masks covering their faces but not their hair. I started backing away faster but they started running towards me. I turned around and sprinted away. I could hear them chasing after me and I think they were getting closer but I wasn't really paying attention to them I was focused on running. So it came as a surprise when two arms wrapped around my waist and pulled me back. I thrashed and screamed, but that only got a hand over my mouth and a slap on my cheek.
"Let me go!" I shrieked, but it came out muffled.
"Dude, what the hell?" The one holding me yelled at the one that slapped me.
"We have to keep her quiet! And we aren't letting you go unless you're the wrong girl! Is she the right girl?" The one that slapped me said. He has curly hair so I'm going to call him curly.
"Why do you think my hand is over her mouth?! And yes she is I can feel it!" The one holding me said.
"Whatever! Carry her back to the van and hurry up about it! We don't want her getting away!" Curly said.
Everyone else made a circle around me and the quiff dude carrying me. Curly walked ahead and I could see him getting some ropes and handcuffs ready. They all piled into the van and I could see that there was another person in the drivers seat. Great. That means there is thirteen people against me. The odds of escaping are getting slimmer and slimmer. My arms were forced in front of me by brown curly (original curly) and handcuffed together. My legs were forced together by blond curly and tied together by the ropes. As soon as the van started moving they let me go, thank god, I was feeling some really weird stuff and it was creeping me out. I shuffled into the corner and grabbed and bobby pin from my hair. When everyone wasn't looking at me I unlocked the handcuffs and untied my legs. I quietly got up and opened the side door. Everybody's heads whipped around to look at me.
"See ya!" I said and jumped. Or tried to. I didn't anticipate a arm wrapping around my waist and pulling me back in the van, throwing me against the other side of the van. It's curly again. I started screaming and they were quick to cover my mouth. I got my hands cuffed together again and my legs tied together with tape this time. I thought of my bobby pins and suddenly there were hands in my hands, searching for the bobby pins, which they were nowhere near close to, as they were at the back of my head and suddenly the hands were at the back of my head, pulling the ten bobby pins out of my hair. I heard the child lock click on and I didn't have a chance of escaping for now.
"You are never escaping, okay?" Red head yelled at me.
"Yes I am! You can't stop me!" I yelled back.
"Try me!" Red head yelled.
"Oh I will!" I yelled back.
"Okay that's it! Somebody's sleeping in her bed with her every night and there are going to be bars at every window until we know we can trust her. Oh and she must be handcuffed to somebody every day." Buzzcut said.
"No! I'm not listening to those fucking stupid rules!" I yelled. Curly pulled me to my feet and slammed my back against the wall.
"Those are the rules. You don't have a choice." Curly said to me.
"Guys, we're here! Blindfold and gag her!" The driver said. Their was a bandana in my mouth from behind and I turned to see blond curly and then suddenly the world went black. I went to pull the blindfold off my eyes but two hands held my hands away from my eyes. I was thrown over a shoulder and a hand was on my feet and my wrists.
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