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Alone

"Stacy!" Albert yelled from the kitchen," Wake up!" He yelled again. 

"Stacy it's already 9:00,  you need to wake up for your tournament!" He yelled yet again.

            He turned from the kitchen fridge and went up the stairs to wake her up. As he walked up the stairs he realized a couple of small weird details on the steps, a couple of shirts where strewn on the top and middle steps, on all of them there was a set of dark muddy foot prints on them, and there where splinters in a line going down the stairs as if a body had been dragged down them.  

             When he saw the splinters he started to run up the winding stairs  while yelling Stacy's name the whole way up. When he finally got to the end off the steps breathless and shaking he ran into her room and fell because of the mess in her room.

             When he got up he noticed that Stacy's room was a mess even though she was rarely messy, she was extremely neat and tidy with everything. She had a bunch of clothes on the floor with all of her drawers wide open, her dresser top was bare and everything was on the ground, her book shelf was empty and all of her books where on the floor and wide open. He ran out of her room and checked all the rooms in their house to find them all empty. When he realized it his heart broke in half and he fell to his knees in despair.

                                                                 He was Alone.

A/N:

           This was a story based a little on the movie Taken and will have a couple of references to the movie, me and a couple of friends had the idea of this story 

                         

-@Shidge_Shipper   and   @_Sharpshooter_