The last day

Chapter 1 - Second Home

Walking home from school was never easy. I always felt like I was being watched. I always looked behind me and was cautious of where and when I walked. The streets were so dark tonight. I don't know what happened to the streetlights. "Was it a power outage?" I asked myself. Then I saw a car driving slowly. Which I found suspicious. That wasn't the only thing, it's my 5th time tonight seeing that car. I start to walk faster; the car also drives faster. I got scared and started pulling out my phone, then I hesitated. I was going to call my mom and tell her I was being followed. But then the car speeds away and I run home. This was one of the scariest nights. You might be wondering why it was nighttime. I stayed in school because I didn't want to go home. My mom always yelled at me, and my brother hit me. It was abuse I know. But I didn't care, they did it so much I was numb/immune to it. I always used to say nothing can bring me down. I don't why but, what they did made me feel so powerful. Yes, I know. That isn't a good thing, but my brother would apologize and say, "mom told me to". Which I knew wasn't true because they don't even talk to each other. Sorry, now I'm rambling about my life. Anyways, I had an exam the next day and I was so scared because I didn't study. Oh, yea another thing, I have no friends. But I love being lonely. Maybe people will like a lonely person like me. Never mind, nobody likes losers. Especially losers that are losers to their family too. It's one thing being a loser at school but at home too. I aced my exam; I didn't expect that. I didn't even study. I wish I had a friend I could tell this to. Ugh, now I'm sad. Walking home again but this time I went straight home. I didn't care about my mom yelling or my brother hitting me. I decided to ride my bike and get some fresh air. Then I put my bike back in the garage. Believe it or not, I got yelled at for that. I got yelled at for everything, but this went too far. She said some messed-up things this time. So, I ran out of the house, then this man popped out of nowhere and snatched me up. I arrived at this warehouse. I think I was being held at gunpoint. The reason I say this is because I had a mask over my face. He took the mask off, and I was surrounded by cameras. They told me they were recording a YouTube video; they took me to a room and gave me some nice clothes. I was so confused; this was the weirdest kidnapping. Why did it make no sense, why me? Why am I recording YouTube videos? I have so many questions. I got dressed because I was worried, they would kill me if I didn't. I got out of the room, and they gave me a script to go over. I went over the script, then they started recording the video. I did good, they showed me the video and I realized I look so different. They did my makeup, I felt so pretty. They were so nice to be kidnappers. They complimented me; it was some girls there too. I think they were the ones that did my makeup. It's like I was in heaven, "did I die?" I said to myself. The man tells me, "No you didn't die". I stayed silent. In my head, I was freaking out. I couldn't believe this was real, they were nicer to me than my mom and brother would ever be. The man looked at me and asked if I was going to say something. I asked, "why did you kidnap me?" he walked away. I ran after him. But I couldn't get into the room he was in. The ladies brought me to a room, it had a nice bed, dresser, and even a computer. I was so surprised I didn't even think to try to call the police on it. I just played games all night on it. I eventually went to sleep. In the morning the ladies came to the room and gave me some breakfast. There were pancakes, eggs, and bacon. I told the girls I was lactose intolerant. They gave me a new plate; it is like they have a backup breakfast. It had no dairy at all. It was so good. I told them thank you. I soon realized the girls didn't talk. Then I was taken back to the other room to make a video. Then they did my makeup again, then I was handed a script, went over it, recorded the video, and went back to my room. I did not want to leave this place, I soon went to another room, and they showed me the news on a small old tv. The man said, "wow it's so sad your parents don't even care to put missing posters out or even notice your missing" I say "they never cared about me, they abused me and neglected me" then he looked at me with a tear in his eye. I felt so bad, "why was he crying?" I said in my head. He looked at me and said "Sorry I don't know why I'm crying. I just feel so bad for you. I didn't want to make you feel weird, but I saw you outside after you rode your bike and I noticed how you were being treated. So, I decided to take you from that horrible family". I said, "I'm glad, I love this place so much." The ladies gave me a calendar. I looked at the 31st of march and it said, "the last day". I think it meant the last day I will be here; I didn't want to leave. I thought of this place as second home. I loved this place. I recorded another video the next day. The ladies showed me my subscriber count, "how do I have 10k already?" I said to them. They finally spoke and said "you're a very pretty girl, that's why. They love you" I was so surprised to hear them talk. They sounded so much better when they talked with their voice instead of the face. I love them, they treated me like a mom is supposed to. They were proud of me. I started to cry, they looked so concerned. I felt bad for crying in front of them. They gave me a tissue and walked away.