Run

I could remember everything i saw, everything i heard.... Everything that happened.

When i was 10 something horrible happened to me..... it was the worst day that ever happened. It was a beautiful day outside, i decided to walk home from school. As i started walking i heard footsteps walk about 7 feet behind me. As every other 10 year old would.. i turned to see who it was, it was a grown man I'll say about in the 20's, he was wearing a dark hoodie and was dark himself, i had no clue what he was up to so i kept walking. Then i noticed something strange, when i turned, he turned, when i stopped, he stopped, when i walked fast, he walked fast. I started to get the butterfly feeling he was sort of following me, i decided to take a short cut to my house, he followed... i ran, he ran.. i yelled "What do you want " !!, he yelled "YOU". I began to cry out while still running and looking back at him. Then right when i looked back to where i was running to, i couldn't stop myself in time just as a big black van pulled up right in front of me, the door rolled open and was looking into the eyes of two more grown looking men. The man that was running behind me caught up and threw me into the van he got in himself and the van sped off, my head hit the back of the doors in the back of the van, i passed out. I was gone..

The next thing i remember is when i was getting dragged out of the black van across hard garage concrete, who ever was dragging me out that van had plopped me down like nothing. I tried to open my eyes, I couldn't.. I tried to speak, I couldn't.. I tried everything in my power to move, I couldn't. I heard a heavy metal door open and for a second, nothing happened then I felt a hard rough cold hand grasp the back if my neck, I let out a small yelp. "Shut Up"!, I heard a man yell. I quietly did as he ordered me to do.

I stood quiet as the man dragged me from hard garage concrete to smooth tile flooring,  I had a feeling I was in a room in a house... except I didn't know whose house, or whose room it was.

I never felt so scared in by life.

I never felt so hurt, nor abused in my life.... until now.

I then felt a harsh pain on my stomach.  I had to get into the feeling of the pain until I realized I been stabbed in the stomach.

I yelled out a harsh grunt. "What the hell" I yelled. I felt liquid on my stomach....  A LOT.  I new I could have died for a lot of blood loss.

I felt like a piano was being smashed onto my stomach, better yet my whole body. 'I'd rather die, then be held against my will in total misery' , I told myself.