My Love, My Soul, My Life

Soon

It was going to be a special day tomorrow, the day I got my first tattoo, the day I get married, everything was happening so quickly. I had to get my stuff together, I had to be ready for when the day was here.

After I get dressed, I sit down on my bed, tired and exhausted. My kitty had came to me. "Hey Josie," I said as I plopped her on my shoulder. It almost hurt a little to pick up my cat, who was less than two pounds. I gently laid her on my soon to be husband, Mike, as he had just moved his stuff in last night.

Since I already finished the daily hygienic stuff, I went downstairs to eat some breakfast. My nose feels stuffy and the windows weren't open. "Maybe I should go get some fresh air outside," I said, thinking aloud. I decide to put on my favorite cardigan, grabbed my keys and satchel, left a note on the door for my fiancé and head outside.

It is so beautiful out here. The sun is out, there are no clouds, traffic is smooth and the laughter of kids at the park and chatter of people on the street makes me feel pleasant and happy.

I just crossed the reservoir and I hear someone whisper "Get em',". I instantly try to run but someone grabs me by my wrist, spins me around and pushes me into the back of their van. They aren't wearing any masks which is extremely strange for a kidnapper, as they wouldn't want to be identified.

I struggle, kicking and fussing with every bit of strength and energy that I have in my body. There were more, as I can hear by light mumbles on the other side of the van. I keep fighting, starting to cry. As soon as they see me about to speak he covers my lips in duct tape.

I am absolutely terrified."Shut it," the man yells as he slams the door in my face. I start to shake. I lie down on the floor, worrying about what's going to happen to me, what would my husband do. "Please," I mumble under my breath as I feel the van turn. "Help...me," I lay there, hoping that Mike will find me.