Me and my friend Lizzy where walking down a dark old cracked street that reeked of Marijuana, but it was the only way home from the new restaurant. It took around 45 minutes to get home so we just kept singing quietly to keep us from being scared.
It was 12:00 o'clock and we still had 30 minutes to go.
"Hey Lizzy do you have your phone in case of a emergency?"I asked nervously
"No I thought you had yours?!"She whispered in fear
Suddenly we heard a car behind us. It was a dirty white van that had a bunch of dents and hand prints on the window. Suddenly it pulled up next to us and the window rolled down. There was a man sitting there with a dark blue plaid shirt. Then he turned to us and said in a deep low voice
"I know who both you girls are" and he pointed to Lizzy. "You are Lizzy Tileter" then he pointed to me. "You are Harmony Bell and both of you are 15."
He stared grinning at us then before he said anything more we stared to run
"Harmony what should we do?!"Lizzy said in a panic
"Lets go to the police station?!" I replied quickly
We turned a corner that lead as to a dead end. We were trapped. Lizzy tried to boost me to the top of the wall so I could pull her up then we could jump down and run but the wall was way to high.
Then the strange man found us almost instantly. He quickly pulled us both in the van and all are hopes just died. We both tried to struggle but he was too strong and in seconds we where both tied up in the stinky van.
The van was cold and dark and it smelled like blood.
He got into the back where we where and he was holding a knife. He was wearing black jeans and he put on a red sweater that was covered in blood. Then he started telling us, "Those hand prints on the window are from other kids that I have killed. They tried to get out so I killed them." He said in an evil voice.
I look over at Lizzy and she was as white as a sheet and tear drop flowed down her cheek.
And out of no where Lizzy started shouting"WHY ON EARTH WOULD YOU HURT INNOCENT KIDS LIKE THIS"
I could tell that she was trying to stay strong."I like it when other people suffer" he replied.
Then out of no where the strange man grabbed Lizzy's arm and held it up and then impalled her hand into the floor of the van with the knife.Her eyes got tiny and her face went whiter than before. She started to scream in pain. But this time the strange man pulled out an other knife and grabbed me and held the knife to my throat and said "Every time you scream the knife will go in a bit deeper in your friends throat"
Then I felt the knife start to cut the thin layer of my skin. I started to scream in pain, the knife was digging deeper and deeper. Like someone looking through a dresser trying to find that one shirt.Lizzy was trying to keep quiet but she just couldn't. The knife was going in slowly and painfully as possible.
"STOP IT STOP IT IT HURTS STOP IT!" I kept screaming to the man but he just wouldn't stop.
"The more you scream the more it goes in" he replied in an evil deep tone
I gave up, I knew I was going to die so I might as well just keep quiet about it. Not like anybody is going to hear me scream anyway! Then I heard the happiest noise I could ever hear! A person was walking towards the van so I shouted out for help. I knew I might get killed but I needed to get Lizzy out.
Suddenly me and Lizzy were being untied and thrown out of the car. The strange man drove off. I looked over and saw that the man I heard was a policeman dressed in blue. Apparently some one heard us scream and called the police. Me and Lizzy where taken to hospital and rejoined our family shortly after. But as for the strange man he was never seen again. Some say he still kills kids others say he was driving to fast that night and died in a car crush. I guess we will never.
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The Stranger
Short StoryThis story is about two 15 year old girls who got kidnapped