"Kara are you sure you want to do this?"said Joy, my attorney
"Yah I'm sure. he needs to pay for what he did to me and the other girls. they would want me to do it." I said
As I walk into the court everyone was staring at me like I was a lost puppy. I took a seat and the trial started. After a half hour they finally called me up to the stand. I was scared but confidant that he was not going to win.
"Miss.collins why are you here today?" asked the lawyer
"I..... I'm here because of that man."I pointed to him!
"And what exactly do you claim this man did?" the lawyer asked
"If I'm going to tell you what this man did I am going to start from the beginning."
1 year earlier:
"Kara come on walk faster I want to get inside its freezing out here!!" said Lilly my sister
"I'm coming I'm coming its not my fault you have abnormally long legs." I said
"It's not my fault either." she said back with a grin on her face.
When we finally got to the coffee shop I was starving (as usual). It smelled like fresh dough and coffee beans. me and my sister always got the seat next to the fire place this time of year. I got my usual, French vanilla coffee with a blueberry muffin. Lilly got her usual a black coffee and a bagel with cream cheese. we say in our spot by the fireplace. like we would usually do in the winter.
"Oh crap I'm going to be late for work!" Lilly said
"Bye" I shouted as she ran out of the shop
After I finished my coffee and muffin. as I was walking toward the exit a man came in. His hood was on and you couldn't see his face. all of a sudden he pulled out a gun and held it to the cashiers head and said don't move!!!!
"Every body down now" the man shouted
He walked toward me and pulled me up. He put the gun to my head and said walk. We walked out of the shop and no one moved a muscle. A car was parked outside. It was a white van with no Windows in the back. He opened the back door and violently threw me in. I opened my eyes a little scared of what I might see. There were two other girls in the car. They didn't look to much younger than me. I was 16 they looked around 15. Both of them were scared to death. I turned around and saw a girl she was laying down. I flipped her over to see if she was okay. I screamed so loud I'm pretty sure Italy could here me. The girls face was half decomposed.
Back in the court room:
"I still remember the girls faces, and the decomposed one. I get nightmares, but that isn't the worst part. There is way more to the story."
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Memories
Teen FictionI don't want to go back there not again. Inside my room I can hide from the outside world but I can never hide from my memories. I will never forget the year the year it all happened.