Amasha refused to open her eyes. She felt around her bedside table for her phone, she couldn't feel it so she forced herself to open her eyes. Amasha looked around. She became scarred.
This was not her room! She was used to pink and blue wallpaper, not dirt-smudged grey. Instead of a small desk in he corner of her room covered in half eaten food and colorful art suplies, there was a pile of old boxes covered in dust and bugs.
"eew! That is absalootly repulsive!" Amasha wispered to herself "It's been a while sence sombody cleaned this place hasn't it?"
She stood up and walked across the squeeky floor to the calender hanging on the wall. She looked at the calender. Every day had been crossed out that had passed. Amasha stood and starred, the date was August 12th, 2013.
Quietly, Amasha crossed the floor. She came to a stop at the door. A loud bang came from the other side. She knew she had to see what was on he other side! Slowly, she opened the door.
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Kidnapped by an Icecream truck
Teen FictionAmasha dosn't know what happened to her, after waking up in a strange place, thinking her best friend Kayla, has been killed, she is determened to find a way home.
