I open my eyes to a brown haired boy. with green eyes.
"Huh?"
"Who are you?" the boy asked.
"I'm Kasey. I'm masons sister." I say back because I need a person to help me get home,
"I'm Shawn." He shook my hand.
"We'll Shawn...why is mason doing this?" I get straight to the point.
"We'll you get straight to the point don't you?" he scoffed
"No I just need to get home, I have a little sister coming."
"Oh." he said eating his words. "mason has a mental delay that the doctors could not name because it was not ever seen before. he's kidnapping teens all over America to abuse and kill them for not being grateful for what they have."
"So why are you here?"I ask curious
"I told my mom she cares to much about her phone than she loves our family. you?"
"I complained about moving into a mansion moving away from my family."
"Oh." he said.
"Wakie, Wakie, Kasey. did you sleep good?"
I was petrified with fear not knowing what he would do to me.
"Your turn for breakfast."
I get up not wanting a worse punishment for what I thought.
I gulp.
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"Make the Belgium syrup." he demands.
"I don't know how."
He grabbed a roller and hit me reaped ugly with it.
If you've ever been beat with one of those you know it feels like being shot.
"Make them.''
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The Hidden
Mystery / ThrillerI never wanted to be a missing person. But then again who does? My life was perfect till he came along. He is my kidnapper, my friend, my brother. He never told me why he was doing this. He always was off, he had a mental disability the doctors coul...
