All I see is white and black and swirling white and black. Am I in the Problem Music Video from Ariana Grande? I must be. But no. I'm strapped down to a table with a tube in my throat. At first I wanted to scream but I would have coughed up blood. There's a man, his name is Jerald. He looks me straight in the eye. "So how's life going" I turn my head only to be jerked back. What kind of animal do they think I am? Strapping my neck too! But then the world is just swirly again. And I wake up in what feels like a puddle. But it was red. I turned my head. The man was following me. Was that a hallucination or something? I got up and sprinted. I have blood gushing down my shoulder. I found a nice Cruise Cop. I told him my situation and he just looked at me. "Honey, I know he's trying to kidnap you. I know because I'm in on it too". My heart skips what feels like 10 beats. I can't run I can't hide. So I fell back into the pool. I jerked my head so my body was up right. I looked down. There's not ending. And I look up and a black shadow dives in and lands on me. I race for the top of the pool but the man is pushing me down. But I look again. This isn't a man. It's a women, a women I recognize... The women named Mom.
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Tropical Kidnapping
Teen FictionHow would you feel if you were kidnapped by a 27 year old psycho path on a cruise? Well 14 year old Mia experienced that.