It was September. The days just started to get colder, the nights shorter. It was In the afternoon, school just ended. I was walking home from school like every other school day leading up to that. I saw a van on the road coming towards me, so I moved over giving it space to pass. The weird thing is that it never did. The door slid open, and two tall men came towards me wearing all black. My first instinct was to run but I'm not one to follow them.
The older looking man grabs me, and that's when I realize my worst nightmare became reality. I looked around frantically for anyone to help me, but this place was deserted and I was alone. I screamed at the top of my lungs pleading for him to let me go, I was kicking and screaming and begging for my life from this stranger.
The younger man opened the door and helped force me inside. I was stunned by what just happened, it still didn't seem real.
Time had passed and we were still on the road which scared me, every minute I'm farther away from home. Finally we stopped. Have you ever had that fear where it's just so painful you can't even put it into words? You just sit there completely froze, and shocked and you don't know what to do, and you have to force yourself to remember to breathe? That was my feeling when they opened their doors and I heard footsteps coming toward me.
The door opened and I was blindfolded, complete darkness. If I was lost before I now have a very rude awakening. My captors hands were tight around my pale freezing skin, pushing me blindly along.
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Taken
Teen FictionElizabeth Walters was your average 8th grade girl. She went to school, she played sports, she had friends and loving parents. But all that was taken away by her two captors. Afraid, hungry, wishful, cold, desperate We're the only things she felt fo...