I'll Kill You.

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I don't know whether to meet him on the trail or stay here and cower in fear. But if I want to save my mom I better go to the trail. I am panicking. What will happen? Will this person kill my mother? Will they kill me? It is 4:30pm I still have a long way to wait.

5:30 am

I throw on my best pair of skinny jeans and a lime green tee. If I am to die, might as well die in style. Right? I grab a pair of boots and walk out the door. The air is still freezing but I don't care. I don't need a coat to stay warm. I'll probably die anyway. I sprint down out driveway and turn down the trail. I don't know what part of the trail he wanted to meet me on. I guess I'll figure it out when I get there. Then I see a light snap on in front of me, and a guy step out. I have no traction to stop so I hit the guy right in the chest. He stumbles backwards. Guess he isn't that buff. Then he scrambles up and grabs my hair. "Oww! Do you mind not pulling on my hair so hard?" "Shut up or I'll kill you." I decide to shut my mouth. I feel something sharp move up my neck. " I would kill you now if you wern't so pretty." He grumbles "Yeah I dressed  up for the occasion." I say sarcastically. "Where is my mom?" I ask him. "She's find but if you ask anymore question, she won't be." Wow a grouch much. "Come with me or you die." Is it me or is there a lot of threats here? But I decide to follow him anyway.

When we stop I can't see my surroundings. Only darkness. "I have the girl." I hear the guy whisper. I think someone else is in charge. Not the guy holding me. Then I see a street light. Why would he be taking me down a road? Then I see the "Welcome To Holdal!" sign. "Population: 33."

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