Thoughts started rushing through my mind.
"OMG, I think that is the man that kidnapped those other 3 girls. OMG what if he kills me? I don't want to die" I said to myself.
"Okay Liyah this is not the time to panic" I told myself.
As I was sitting there in the back of a murderer's red car, I tried to remember the book I read about a girl that got kidnapped and survived. I tried to remember what the girl did when she escaped out the car but I couldn't remember. Then a few minutes later my phone started to ring and I picked it up,
"Hey Liyah where have you been? Your mom has been worried sick about you" said my friend Jay on the phone.
"OMG I DIDN'T KNOW I HAD MY PHONE IN MY POCKET. JAY PLEASE HELP ME I JUST GOT KIDNAPPED. PLEASE HELP TELL MY MOM. I AM REALLY SCARED RIGHT NOW I DON'T KNOW WHAT TO DO I DON'T WANT TO DIE." I yelled.
"Stop lying getting kidnapped is not something to play about!" she said.
As I opened my mouth to tell Jay that I'm not lying, the trunk car opened and the man that kidnapped me was looking at me with a angry look on his face. He grabbed my phone, crushed it on the floor, then smacked me really hard on the left side of my cheek.
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Mystery / ThrillerMy name is Liyah Robinson. I am a 15 years old and I'm from Atlanta, Georgia. I live on Preston Avenue. My street is known as the "quiet street" until there was complaints about kidnapping. There has been 4 girls on my street kidnapped and I've neve...
