The Kidnapping

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So two weeks have passed since the announcement of my parents funeral and things have been normal....or as normal as watching out for pranks and what out from barbie queen and her posse. A couple nights ago i couldn't sleep so i headed down to the basement to do something to get my mind off my parents instead of sulk. I've already done way too much of sulking. I ended up putting on protective tape and gloves and then started beating the living daylight out of the punching bag. After i broke the punching bag it was only midnight so i took off the equipment and started for the music section. I grabbed my purple/blue/yellow acoustic guitar with my name written on it and started strumming. I ended up playing 'Over You by Miranda Lambert'. I really related to that song. I started crying because it truly sank in now. My parents and sister are gone and there is nothing i can do about it. I won't see them anymore, or do anything with them. I snapped out of it though before i had the chance to bawl my eyes out. Mom, Dad, and Lea wouldn't want me to be crying over them. They would want me to be happy. I played some happier songs before dozing off in my chair. I woke up when i heard a door close in the distance. I place my guitar away and walk back upstairs. No one was up yet so i tiptoed upstairs into my room. I change into a pair of shorts and a t-shirt. I put on my runners and grab my iphone and headset. I quietly walk down to the kitchen were i wrote down that i went running and wouldn't be back until 10 am since it was 7 am now. I would get 3 hours of running to myself! Sweet. I left the house and started running. I ran through the streets for a while until i got lost. I checked my phone and it was 9:30 am. Wow. Time flies.

I quickly dial Nial's number. He picks up the phone and screams," WHERE THE HEEBEEJEEBEE'S ARE YOU?"

"woah. Who woke up on the wrongside of the bed? I'm lost and i need u to pick me up. I went running this morning. I left a note in the kitchen u know? It's only 9:30." i say calmly

"describe the street to me and i might be able to find u. And it's not 9:30 am but 4:00 am! Everyone was scared sh- pardon my language. Did u fix the time on ur phone?" he says raising his voice

"oh. Sorry. So the street has all these closed shops that seem like they've been broken into......" i reply

"shoot! Ur at the worst part of the city Jade! Gangsters, smugglers, criminals, and other bad people are in that part of the city! Stay put and i'm coming to pick u up Jade." Nial says worriedly

"alright bye Nial! Come as soon as u can." i say calmly. I hang up and sit on the sidewalk. I turn on my tracker device on my phone and place it in the secret pocket inside my runners. I know i'm smart. All of a sudden someone covers my eyes with a bandana and covers my mouth with their calloused hand. They tie my hands and feet together and hit my head hard. I black out.

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i wake up to see i'm in a warehouse and i'm tied to a chair. Sitting opposite of me is a man in his late 30's with stringy black hair, high cheeckbones, chapped lips, and calloused hands. He smiles at me while showing me his either yellow teeth or black teeth or spaces inbetween his teeth.

"u finally woke up.....now lets play a little game......" he got up and started walking closer to me. Once our faces are mere inches from kissing each other he reaches out and started carresing my cheek. Luckily for me i always hid a pocket knife in my back pocket. I reach for it while saying in a fake scared voice,"w-what game are we p-playing mister?" i got my pocket knife and started sawwing through the rope tied around my wrists while he laughs. I make my eyes larger and look up to him, making myself smaller. The rope falls loose and i grab it before it could fall on the floor. He say me and started laughing again. He was laughing so hard he fell onto his chair. While he did that i cut through the rope that was tied to my ankles. It loosened but didn't fall to the ground. I place the pocket knife back. I asked in a fake scared voice,"m-mister can u c-come here p-please?" he say how faked scared i was and came closer to me. He asked, "any last words?" i nodded my head. "what are they?" he asked while leaning forward. I say in my confident voice," Get ur face out of my way so i can leave or else i'll hurt u."

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