Down from the basement I herd a loud BANG coming from up stairs. I waited to hear anything else. Then I herd horrifying screams. I froze it reminded me of the time I got taken away.
My mom holding on to my arms so tight as they pried me out of her cradling body. My dad tried to fight but they shot him in the arm. When they finally ripped me out of my moms arms. They kicked her in the stomach. She falls into the wall and hits her head. She couldn't fight anymore.
Then I herd another loud CRASH. It shook me out of my nightmare or as people call a memory. I walk slowly up the stairs, and peaked the tip of my head around the corner so I could see. I saw all of my friends on their knees on the floor, two guys in black ski masks holding them at gun point. I ran across the doorway. I herd one of the guys say
'None of these people are her. You could tell by her eyes.'
Then instantly I knew they were talking about me. I am the only person I know that has bright blue eyes like my own. I ran up the stairs trying not to make a sound. I twist the knob on the door but it was locked.
I was up stairs in Sky's room hoping with every inch of my body that they wouldn't come up and see me.
Somebody whispered "it's me Sky."
I leaned on the door so that no one could get in. I herd the golden rusted knob twist right above my right ear. I unlocked the door and wished it really was her. Sky ran up to me and hugged me so hard that she knocked me on the ground. She whispered
'I'm so glad that your safe, but we need to talk.'
She had told me what she herd from downstairs. Sky tried to make up a plan, but then all you herd are screams and gun shots. We were quite for about ten minutes. Then we cracked the door open to hear what they were saying.
'Okay now that we are done we can leave.'
Then we herd the door shut. Sky and I creep down stairs. When we reached the bottom of the stairs we herd nothing. We walked around the corner to see...
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Teen FictionI am a normal 17 year old student. I take all the classes as does everyone else. I get acne, and dry skin like every girl at my school. My hair gets greasy when If I don't wash it everyday, I get decent grades, I'm a national star runner for every r...
