Me. Why. How.
My mind trying to focus on everything that has happened.
'Was I just kidnapped?' I whisper to myself, quietly.
I'm a harmless 17-year-old. Why me?
I finally processed everything, and then my eyes fill up with tears. I cry for what seems like hours when I hear a knock at the door. I panic, I try to hide somewhere.. ANYWHERE!! As I try to move, I feel burns and bruises at my wrists. They had tied me up. So I do what a lot of kids what do and use my feet to try to untie myself. The door then creaks open, a man was standing there. Watching me. He was the scariest man I've ever seen. He had a black sleeveless hoodie with intimidating tattoo sleeves and skinny black pants with cuts and holes in the knees. He steps closer towards me, when I start screaming, hoping someone would come and help me. BUT WAS I WRONG!
My mouth let out small whimpers as he starts to pick me up, bringing me to a different room. I stare at his eyes, so full of hate and death. He drops me on a hard floor in a different room. There was doctors equipment, everywhere. I start to cry again when he put his finger to my lips, shushing me. Afterward, He starts to leave when I whisper something. Turning around slowly, he asks, "What was that?' in a soothing yet raspy voice. I speak a little louder, enough for him to hear me. "Who am I?". Looking down at the floor expecting a bad reaction from him, he says quiet but firm. "You are Claire". He then leaves quickly, leaving me too scared to even cry.
I think to myself for a couple minutes, trying to remember what happened. Nothing. I remember nothing.
The only thing I know is that my name is Claire. And I miss someone, but I don't know who
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The Real Me?
AdventureI'm Claire. A 17-year-old girl. I might be a normal girl or not. I can't remember. All I remember is.. I was kidnapped. Will I remember myself, family, friends, and the love of my life?
