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mackenzie's pov:

I walked upstairs and I didn't hear the noises anymore like I once did downstairs when I got home. I reached into my pocket and held out my pocket knife. I held my pocket knife out in my hand. someone snuck up behind and put their hand over my mouth so I couldn't scream for help. I couldn't even talk. I was struggling to breath. they dragged me into the guest bedroom. he walked outside of the room and guarded the door. he guarded the door and wouldn't let me out. He came back in the room and gave me a look. he gave me a smirk. He pushed me down on the bed and got on top of me.

johnny: “kenzie?”

mackenzie: “johnny help me!”

he covered my mouth. I bit his hand. he pulled it away in pain.
I'm not going to let this guy touch me and hurt Johnny.

johnny: “hello?”

I kicked the guy in his crotch and ran out of the room. I ran down the stairs and found Johnny. I pulled him into a hug. the guy came out of the guest bedroom and pulled a gun out. he pointed the gun at me.

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