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I'm Peter. I'm 12 almost 13. I was living in my first ever house. In front of the house was car. It was not our car. We didn't need a car. It sat outside for days. I didn't know if there where people in it. If there were, they didn't get out. I noticed the car, but I thought it was just parked there. Later a learned that that mistake. The mistake of saying to myself, "it's nothing". Would change my life. And I mean my whole life. I would never be the same. I was attached to my sister. She was the only family I had. And me saying, "oh it's nothing". That mistake stole my sister from me. Or rather stole me from my sister. The car had been there for 6 days. I went outside to walk to school, but I was met by a hand. It covered my Mouth and my eyes. However, there was no reason for him to cover my face ,because even if my lips were free they wouldn't have moved. I was to scared to move, to scared to cry, to scared to speak. The man pulled at my face, guiding my to the car. No I had the courage to scream. And I tried, but his hand was still covering my mouth. He threw me in the car then said something to a man in the passengers seat. It was a language I didn't understand. I'd seen movie where this happened. Where they supposed to let me see them? Wait! Are they going to kill me! I jerk and jerk, but the at keeps moving. We drive for hours. I'm tired, but I can't sleep. No one could in this situation. They didn't talk the whole time. It was silent and scary. Then a rag covered my eyes. He had reached over and put it on, but I was so tired I didn't realize. Then he picked me up. We walked for awhile, then he dropped me. I'm assuming in another car. Then another long trip. 10 hours felt like 100. Then a kid, my age came up and took off the blind fold.

I was on a plane not a car!!  I got off

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I was on a plane not a car!!  I got off. Then he walked up to me. Who? Him.

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