"Bye Mahalya see you tomorrow morning" I say as I step off the school bus.
I hate walking so far to get home im sweating bullets out in the 100 degree sun.
Click clack I turned around to see if any one was walking behind me but no one was there.
I almost could have swore I heard someone or something behind me.
I could see my house in the distance thinking I would never get there I looked at my watch and it was 2:15 pm.
That's when a white Chevy can came around the corner.
Instantly giving me goose bumps I started to Sprint then I heard a voice.
" Do you know where the nearest gas station is."said a man with Brown hair and hazel eyes"
I continued to walk but I speeded up a little I was about 100 yards from my house when I felt a big heavy hand almost like a base ball ment grab my shoulder.
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A promise of tomorrow
Non-FictionA 12 year old girl gets kidnapped walking home from the bus stop and soon realizes her mom planned it. And every day she wakes up she asks can you promise me tomorrow.
