My mom was one of the greatest people I knew but we did just about the same thing every morning. I wish there was some uncertainty within my life. I don't want to know every- thing that will happen throughout my day. I mean I love my life and all but how can someone's life be this repetitive. I swear that the only thing that has changed is the way I look and how old I am.
As I headed out the door after I ate, my mom told me to have a nice day, as she does everyday. My dad was in his blue Chevy truck getting ready to head to work. My mom also worked because she has her own business so she can choose her hours. I walked to school every morning due to the fact that my house is literally four blocks away. I put my headphones in and turned on the song......All of the sudden I couldn't see anything. I heard a faint male's voice talking on the phone saying something like, " After this I'm not doing any more jobs. My debt is paid off..... " He went on talking to the person over the phone but I could not recall what they were saying. Meanwhile I tried to figure out what was going on. My hands were tied as tight as could be and I couldn't move my legs. I was surprisingly calm as I tried to figure out what was on my head and how I could get it off. I believe we went a few blocks before I finally got my arms from behind me. I had taken my arm and found the bottom of my legs and then pulled my arms around them.
I finally got what ever was over my head off when the car all of the sudden stopped. So I quickly put a small hole in ,what felt like thick, rough cloth, and put it back over my head. Luckily I put it on when I did because he opened the trunk right after I put my arms behind my back and I made myself dead weight. He was very strong and buff.
We headed for I she'd that looked like it lead underground. After heading through the door, I could not see anything else because it was quite dark. As soon as I got the chance, I would undo my wrists and take off the bag on my head and then untie my legs so I could run. I heard a door open and I thought well this is my chance so when he put me down and left, I sat up, untied my arms and legs, took off the bag over my head, and ran like hell. I was so scared I didn't even realize that the hallway went on forever it seemed like. So once I got to a safe distance, I stopped and took a breath and looked around.I saw one door throughout that entire hallway but it didn't have anything so that I could see what was inside. So I put my ear on the door to listen. I heard heavy breathing and a faint cry for help. I was weary of opening the door, but then I thought that if that was me I would want someone to open the door and help.
At this point, I opened the door slowly and to my surprise.........
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The Red Head With A Story
ActionShe thought her life was just ordinary. She liked books, her school, her parents, her life, but she loved writing in her red notebooks but was afraid of the criticism of other people. This is her Story.....