We have been living in our neighbor hood for about a year now and I only have a few friends my age. My best friend is Rosalie. She has short blonde hair and brown eyes. Unlike me, I have black hair with bluish green eyes.
One day, Rosalie and I got off the bus together, and we were walking back to her house. We were talking about how we need to make plans this weekend.
"Did you hear why Sadie ain't comin to school no more?" Rosalie asked.
"No but I think that it's something to do with Ryan." I answered.
"Thats like her third boyfriend in one month!" She said.
"Yea I heard that she-" I stopped talking.
"What?" Rosalie asked confused.
She turned around looking at what i was starring at. There was this rachet white van going very slow with two men in the front. They were looking straight at me. Rosalie and I both exchanged nervous expressions.
They stopped right in front of us. "Where ya'll going?" the man in the passenger seat asked.
"Uhhh... home" said Rosalie. I looked at her thinking she shouldn't of said that. The man had a little smirk on his face and then nodded yes to the other man.
The one closer to us, in the passenger seat, reached down for something. Me and my friend moved closer to each other and she grabbed me arm. The man pulled out a gun.
"If you run, I will shoot. We can make this easy for all of us and you can just get in the car."
He got out of the car and went to the back of it. He slid it open.
"Come on John! This is taking to long! Someone might see!", shouted the person in the drivers seat.
"I'm trying!" John yelled , "Get in!"
We both didn't move.
"I said get in!" he grabbed both of us and pushed us inside.
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Kidnapped
Short Story13 year old Addison Parker and her friend Rosalie Johnson always felt safe even though they lived in a run down town. Later their amount of safety changes... Read more and find out what happens! :)
