scared | twisted

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kayla's persepective

i lazily dragged myself out of bed and walked down the hall to the kitchen. i take my phone out my pocket and read the text.

mom: i had to go in early
i left $20 for u
love u

i lock my phone and take the 20 dollar bill, going back into my room and starting the shower. i take a quick shower and start picking out my clothes.

i take out denim high waisted shorts, a white no-shoulder top with bell-bottom sleeves and put them on. i put on regular all white huaraches and brush my teeth. my hair is brushed into a high ponytail.

i check my phone and see nothing.

i take the keys and leave, locking the door. it was 11:30 AM, so things must be open. i put in one headphone and start walking, looking at my feet.

i go to the store, buy a coffee cake and go to the park. no one really goes here anymore. i sit down and open the coffee cake.

"this is good as hell." i whisper to myself.

"can i have some?" i hear a child, and look up.

"ummm, i dont know if your mom or dad will let you. so no, im sorry." i walk out the park quickly and bump into someone. i hear something fall.

"im sorry." i reach down and pick up a wallet. i hand it to the tall man who has blue-hazel eyes and dark brown hair. he was light/fair skinned.

the man stares at me as i give him his wallet and slowly take it. he take my phone, which also fell and unlocks it.

"give me that back, sir." i quietly say.

he types things and my phone restarts. he gives it back and walks it away. i stare and walk home.

i open the door and walk inside. i look through everything on my phone and see nothing wrong.

my phone vibrates and i rush to it. just a notification from Youtube unfortunately. i didnt have many friends.

i get ready for bed and fall out quickly.