There was a big bump on the road and it made both of us fly. We had been driving for like an hour now and I have no idea where we are.
Finally the van came to a stop. I wish there was windows back here!
Rosalie looked at me with wide eyes. Even though i'm a little older, I didn't know what to do.
I was trying to imagine what they will do to us and why but I couldn't think straight.
I heard two doors from the front open then close. My guess was they were coming to where we were.
Soon both back doors were opened and I was blinded by the light.
I looked at the men and they were both smiling with such an evil expression on their face.
Their faces seemed very familiar...
They untied our feet and lead us into this run-down house. The neighbor hood didn't look very big. There was no big fancy house, no people outside, and something stank.
John grabbed Rosalie while the other one got me. His grip was tight. I tried to loosen a bit by shaking my arm, but that just made him grab tighter.
We reached the door and he pulled out a key. We entered the house.
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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! :)
