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I sat in the parking lot for my father to pick me up from softball practice. He is always late for me. Every other girl had already left and I lied to the coach and said I was walking so he left. I was just by myself. All alone. The parking lot was empty and there was no car to be seen, nobody to be seen. I started getting the chills. Usually, he will be here by now. But no. The sun was starting to go down. I finally gave up on my father and started walking in the parking lot. There are plenty houses nearby but still nobody. I started hearing car tires screech. I jumped and looked behind me nobody was there. But when I looked in front of me. There was a car coming towards me.

I acted normal. Maybe it was just a father and a daughter or a son and going to practice baseball or softball. I started to speed walk faster. The car passed me slowly and I couldn't tell who it was. Now I was really hoping my father to show but no he didn't. Then that's when I heard the car stop. I started to really walk faster than I was. I heard a car door slam. I jumped and stopped.

"Hey, are you lost... Do you need help?" I turned around and it was a guy dressed in an army suit but didn't look too old like he was in his 20's or something maybe even younger.

"No I'm fine I know where I'm going thank you anyways." He stepped closer and I stepped back. We were exactly probably 18 feet apart. I turned around and started walking again.

"Okay, little lady be safe there are a lot of crazy people out here." I started walking slower, maybe he was just asking for help. I thought I heard the car door slammed so I stopped and turned around... he was walking fast towards me. I started to run as fast as I can. I dropped my baseball stuff on the ground so maybe he would trip over it and I was free. But I was too slow I felt a hand grab my shoulder and I was thrown to the ground. I must've hit my head on something. I felt dizzy. I only saw a shadow pick me up and put me in a car. And that was the only thing I remember from September 10, 2000.

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