Runaway Lyndia

Chapter 1

           Hi, I'm Lyndia Breaux. You probably know me already. I bet, you saw me on the new before. I'm 16, I have blonde hair and my eyes are blue. My birthday is on October 16, I'm from New Orleans. For those of you who don't know me I'll tell you my story. I was tired of things at home tired for getting blamed for everything. I was tired of school, tired of getting bullied. Until today, when I was walking down my street. I had a chance right now. I can run away. I can run away and never look back. I took all of my stress I had and ran.  I was almost a block away from home when I noticed a black van following me. The van was going pretty fast , I  decided to stop  running and go on the sidewalk. That's where I made my mistake. The mistake that caused it all. The van stopped right I'm front of me, I panicked. There's no way that they  could know I'm running away. My family doesn't even know i'm gone yet. The man that was in the van got out. He was large guy. He was very tall, with blonde hair. The muscles on his arm showed that he was indeed very strong. This mystery man didn't know who I was, he was strange. His intense stare told me something was wrong. My mind was racing and I kept repeating to myself. Run I think. I ran, I ran as fast as I could. Only problem I had was mystery man chasing me. I ran as fast as my legs would let me. When I glanced back, I noticed he had a shovel in his hand. My  running got slower, I was getting tired. I couldn't go any more, only to notice mystery man was behind me.  I feel something hit my head, I get dizzy and fall.   

  I woke up and everything was a blur to me. Where was I ? What happened?  The questions kept replaying in my mind. When all of sudden,I  remember. I was Kidnapped, he caught me and hit me with his shovel.  Somehow, I ended up on the floor, I tried to get up but I was to dizzy. I must have got a head injury from the shovel. A few minutes past and I tried to get up again. I was able to get up without falling over. I noticed I was in a small room, the walls were light green, they had a lamp in the left corner of the room. I noticed the door straight a head of me, I took no time running to it. Only, to realize I was locked in the room. I was so sacred I could barely walk. Why  did this happen to me ?  My plan was to run away not get kidnapped. Questions kept appearing in my mind. What was I going to do? At this point I was trembling, I needed help. The door started to open, I look up to come face to face with my mystery man. Only this time he looked less dangerous.