Chapter 2

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Dad starts yelling at the men saying stuff like "Let go of my Daughter! Let her go now! I have a gun and I ain't afraid to use it!" They turn over to him and say "She is going to the Prince. She is the chosen bride!" They turn back and start dragging me through the back door. I start kicking and screaming "Let me go! You have no right to take me away from my home! You will all be killed for this! My Dad will get y'all!"

I hear a gunshot coming from my house. I see dad shooting at the guards holding me. The guard to my left fell down and let go I tried to make a run for it, but the guard holding my right arm picked me up and slung me over his shoulder and kept packing me. I pounded my fists against his back as hard as I could and he grunted trying to act as if the pain was just his imagination. He took me inside a bullet-proof van and sat me on a cot and handcuffed my left foot to the cot. I thought it was foolish but, when I got up and started to walk away from the cot I realized that it was bolted to the floor.

I bent over and started tugging at the handcuffs. I got up at reached out for the keys. The guard picked them up and put them farther away from me and chuckled. "No use to try to get away we are the Prince's best solders. No one can get you now." I sat on the cot and held my head in my hands. The guard asked me "What is your full name?" I looked up at him with tears behind my eyes and said "My name is Sparrow Monica Collins. Why did you take me away from my family?" He turned to me and said "Prince's orders." The van stopped and the sound of air coming out of the tires was what I heard before the doors started being banged on.

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