Despite my loud plea, no one came to help me. I guess it was because my voice was muffled by the cloth. Maybe I should start from the beginning.
I had just gotten home from school and was headed up to my room to do my homework and I heard the back door open then shut. I thought it was Ian so I didn't mind.
I heard a deep voice say " Where are you? "
I thought it was Ian messing around so I said " I'm up here Ian."
Then I heard loud footsteps coming up the stairs and I realized that this was not a joke so I hid. But then I heard Ian's favorite song and I popped my head out and immediately pulled it back in. The man I saw was not Ian. It was too late. I had given away my hiding spot and he grabbed me and put me in his car.
It was like a taxi with a glass divider but as well as all of the other windows it was blacked out. He must have been a pro at this. We drove for what seemed like hours.
Finally we stopped.
He got out and open my door. I only got a quick glimpse at the shed that he was bringing me to. I was screaming at the top of my lungs. It was no use because my voice was muffled by the cloth.
