I wake up.
my hands and feet are.tied, and i have tape over My mouth.
there ain't much room and it's dark.
sounds like Im in a car..
Im in a trunk... great just great...
i wonder who did this and why... hmm oh well i gotta get out of here.
i started to wiggle some. tryin to get lose. suddenly we stop and I stop. i hear car doors slam and I quickly pretend to still be out. the trunk opens. i hear something sounds like " coast is clear." a guy picks me up n throws me over his shoulder.. wonder if i should fight back.
i squint my eyes open to count how many there were. i closed them back quickly.
i could count 6 folks plus i knew there was more..
i keep my eyes closed tryin to think of a plan..
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life in the fast lane
Teen Fictionit's about teens street racing, making money, and being popular. what will become of it? will it be a good thing? enjoy!