Want a ride?

  Once there was a girl who loved doodling, her name was Valerie. She would draw and doodle in her notebook everyday during math class. One time she was in Mr. Johnson's class, when she got held back a couple of minutes to talk to the teacher.

 Her friend was waiting outside, so Mr. Johnson would never keep the girl in his classroom for too long. Mr. Johnson did this every single day after school.

 Mr. Johnson always displayed weird behavior around the girl. He would always compliment her grades and outfits. This was peculiar behavior since the girl would never get good grades, and her parents weren't able to afford nice clothes for her. The girl would feel awkward the whole time during the conversation.

 One day, Mr Johnson called the girl over to his desk. The girl wasn't expecting much since he would always compliment her. Mr Johnson said that the girl's mother wasn't able to pick Valerie up due to circumstances.

Panic rose in the girl's face because she didn't know what to do. She asked if she could call her mom just to check up on her. The teacher agreed and let her call her parents. Both of them wouldn't pick up their phones. The teacher offered the girl a ride home. 

The teacher said that he needed to put something in his car and he would be right back. The girl thanked him and waited for him to come back. The girl then noticed he left his suitcase on his desk.  The girl picked it up and tried to give it back to the teacher. The girl realized that the brief case wasn't heavy. It was as light as paper. 

The teacher came back a few minutes later and told the girl that they could start heading out so her parents wouldn't worry about her. The girl agreed with a nod and was ready to leave the classroom.

A few seconds later, the girl got a text message from her friend. 

The tex message read that the girl's father was waiting outside to pick her up. The girl told Mr. Johnson that she already had a ride. Mr. Johnson seem upset but he let the girl leave his classroom. While the girl was walking down the hallway, a hand grabbed her. It was her friend, the friend said "your father isn't here to pick you up, I just needed to get you out of there."

Both of them were picked up by the friend's father, and the girl got a ride home. A few hours later, her parents put on the news. The news reported that an elementary school teacher kidnapped and harassed two young girls in his house, they said that they found a lot of clothing in the teacher's brief face. 

The little girl's face turned as white as a ghost.