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My feet pounded the ground, I could barely breath, I was running as fast as I could but I guess it didn't seem to help. I felt big hands grasp my sides and pull me back trying to stop me from running away. I felt a pinch on my neck and I tried to scream or make any type of noise but nothing came out but a little squeal. Then my body was dropped on the ground. I wanted to kick and get up and run away and scream. But nothing. My head slammed on the gravel and I felt pointy little pebbles grind into the back of my head. My body seemed so calm but I did anything I could just to scream out. I would have said anything just to see Alex and and to laugh with him or to see my Mom again. But by then I couldn't make any squeaking noises either. So I didn't. I just layed there on my side staring at the trees. But this one tree in particular that was a dark brown tree. I just sat there staring at it for a couple of minutes. At this point I couldn't blink and my eyes seemed glued open. My whole body was numb and I no longer felt the sharp pebbles of the back of my head. But the tree. That was the only thing I could look at. It had so many twists and turns and for some odd reason that tree made me feel more calm and all my worries blew away in the wind with the leaves of that one tree.

I felt my body being picked up off of the ground and my limbs hang down. I was put in a dark van and slowly blacked out.

When I woke up my face was squished on cold cement and my body ached. I was on my stomach with one arm stuck underneath my body and the other next to my face. When I tried to open my eyes the light in stung and I squeezed them shut again. I tried to roll over but my whole body hurt too bad. It felt like while I was unconscious that someone took a hammer and started hitting my arms and legs and shoulders with it. I lifted the hand that was next to my face and even though it had pins and needles I massaged my shoulders and my arms. Once again I tried to open my eyes but it felt like I was staring directly at the sun. I flipped over to my back and opened my eyes again. This time I didn't shut them all the way and slowly my sleepy eyes got used to the bright lights.

I tried to sit up but my body wasn't prepared and I just slammed back down on to the cement and made a loud slap. I gaspt trying not to scream and quickly put my hand over my mouth. I had never felt that much pain in my entire life. A hot tear came running down the side of my face, hit my ear and dropped to the floor. When I tried to sit up the second time I put both of my hands underneath my back and on to the floor. Then I pushed. Slowly I sat up and adjusted to my surroundings. I was in a bright room with cement walls and cement floors. There was one door that was made out of metal with a slot at the bottom. It was like out of a prison movie, that was where they slid it open and put the food in. I checked around for a piece of paper or receipts or sticker. Anything that would help me get out of this room, or at least tell me where I was would help. I rolled onto my knees and scrambled around the room looking. I hadn't realized how small the room was when I first looked at it. I stood up and walked over to the door. Then I yanked it over and over again. I screamed my loudest highest scream that I had in me and waited. Once again nothing.

But soon I gave up. There was no way I was getting out of there. So I leaned against the wall and slid down so that I was holding my knees.

What did i do to deserve this? Why me? Why did they take me in the first place? What do they want to do to me? Will I ever see Alex or my mom ever again? Will I be able to go to his wedding? To hold my nieces or nephews? I wanted to go home and hug my big brother one more time. To eat my Mom's famous french toast casserole. I wanted to be anywhere but here.