It was my normal average day, normal routine. Wake up, get dressed, do my makeup, eat, and leave for my bus stop. Nothing strange about it. Nothing ever different about it. Same thing every day.
I woke up and repeated this routine as I usually do. It was dark though when I woke up. Must be the start of fall. I thought to myself. I got up and put on my favorite plain black shirt that was kinda tight with my maroon pants and dark gray Jordan's. I did my makeup a little extra today and went downstairs to eat my breakfast sandwich. Mom makes them every morning.
"Thanks mom" I called as I ran out the door trying to make it on time to my bus stop. It was still pretty dark when I got to it, but the sun had just started to rise.
All of a sudden it went dark. I felt a cold hand. Two actually. One went around my face and another around my waist. I tried to scream for help but the hand muffled the sound. The hands dragged me back and pushed me into a car. It was too dark to tell who it was.
"What are you doing?!?!" I screamed out.
"Preventing you from saying anything... That's what!" They replied as they slammed on the pedal.
"Preventing me from saying what?!?!"
"Are you serious right now?!? You must be kidding, acting like our don't know."
when they said that, voice recognition went throughout my head. I know this voice. It can't be. But it has to be.... There's only one person who says are you serious like that....
"Amira!!!???!?!"
