the tracfone

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As I was laying down I felt something under me. I took a great look at it and it was an old phone. I pulled my hands into the front of me so I can get the phone. I turned on the phone and CRAP!! It only has one minute left. I was thinking to my self.....should I call 911 or call my mom n dad so they can know I'm OK....if I only has one call it will be my mom and dad so therefore they can know I'm alive and they can call the cops.

RING......RING....RING.... HELLO........

MOM MOM ITS ABBY IVE BEEN KIDNAPPED IM IN A DARK ROOM CALL THE COPS I FOUND THIS PHONE LYING DOWN PLEASE HELP ME.

ABBY SWEETIE IVE BEEN SO WORIED ABOUT YOU WHERE ARE YOU AT.

I DONT KNOW MOM ALL I KNOW IS THAT THE HOUSE LOOKS OLD AND THE KIDNAPPERS NAME IS JEFF ALSO HE IS WHITE.

WELL IM CALLING THE COPS AND HAVE THEN TRACK THIS PHONE OK?

OK MOM LOVE YOU...........

The minutes ran out shortly after Jeff ran Down the stairs and said who were u talking to my response was um....I was praying to god he said alright but god aint gonna help you. I just looked at him just wanting to slit his throat but I can't because I'm tied up. So later on that day my Mom was on the news and so was the cops they were saying she called and were the tracking the phone Jeff was watching it from upstairs and ran down and hit Me in the head head with a pot and I blacked out.

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