We drove for at least six hours. I was scared of him. What was he going to do to me? I looked out the window and saw mountains, and mountains only. Where were we? I didn't know,but I wanted to go home. He turned around and said,"You're a pretty girl, why are you so sad?" I snarled at him. I debated on saying something, so I did. I looked up at him with a tear rolling down my face and said,"You are a brave man,to even look at me and better yet talk to me!" He laughed and shook his head.
We pulled in an old driveway,and he walked around and opened my door and held me tight. I wanted to run I tried to run but he is he's to strong. The door screatched when he kicked it open. He led me to a room at the end of the hallway. He slammed me on to the bed and kissed my cheek. Is he going to rape me? What's going on? "Help,please!",I screamed. He whispered,"Don't be scared I won't rape you. But I do want your body,not to rape you,we'll maybe." I whimpered.
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Well I'm sorry it's a short chapter and so long to update I'm trying my best. :)
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Teen FictionMy name is Allisa Thorne. I lived in Carmenton, Connecticut. I have blue eyes and golden hair. I am 5'1 and my current age is 15. You might not see me around because I'm in the mountains. No one knows because I was ..............STOLEN
