"AHHHH!" I scream, as I toss and turn in my sleep.
Suddenly, I open my eyes, yawning. That was a horrible dream. Everynight I have flashbacks of my life on the streets.
"Omg!" I look around, and see that I'm in someone's house in...someone's....bed.
I slowly start to panic, but then I realized I was paid to be here. Hmm, I think my customer left me in his house... alone! I quickly get off the bed, and run to the stranger's bathroom. I take a long hot shower, and puts back on my same attire. I put on my mini skirt, tube top, and heels.
"Time to work." I whisper to myself as I comb out the knots in my hair.
I grab my money my customer left on the counter, and walk out the door. It's a beautiful summer day. I walk to my usual alley. I stand there waiting on my next customer.
AFTER 2 LONG HOURS, a red busted old truck stops in the alley. The driver looks like a 40 year old drunk. I'm hoping to myself, he's not my next customer. The drunk gets out the car, and before I could get away, he grabs my hand.
I try to pull away, but his grip is so tight.
"Where ya going baby?!"he says while pulling me closer to him.
"LET ME GO!" I scream at the top of my lungs, kicking. "HELPPP!" I shout. There is absolutely no one around. It has gotten dark.
The old man drags me to his truck, and literally throws me in the back of his truck, tying my hands up with ropes. He covers my mouth with tape.
I start to cry, thinking to myself, what the hell I'm going to do?
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I'm Jayla I'm 13 years old. This is my first story. Please bare with me. It will get better. Comment on what you think! (:
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