It is 7:00 in the morning and a loud knock on the old, wooden door, resonates through the air. Our parents know what is coming and hide my brother and me in darkness. From around the corner I see my parents shake uncontrollably as men bellow from behind the door. My father inches toward the door but has no need to twist open the knob as the door slowly creaks open. My mother motions for us to stay hidden and we do, but we have to be extremely quiet as the slightest of movements could be heard by the intruders. It is dark, everything is absolutely still, I assume mother and father have hidden as well. I stare into the darkness. I wait for the moment to come out again but it simply never came. Before I could move, a huge hand clamps over my mouth and pushes me to the living room where my parents stand with blank faces. My brother too, is pushed into the threshold of a dimly lit room. We all stand unmoving as three men dressed all in black stared deep into our bewildered eyes.
The blind folds smell of mold and must. They are tied so tightly, my eyes could feel the pressure build up against them. We hear footsteps until they line up in front of us. They line us up and push us all the way outside. We walk through dead leaves and grassy areas until I hear the sound of a van unlock. This sends cold chills up and down my spine. We are harshly filed into the backseats as the men slam the doors, for the satisfaction that they are securely closed. We each sit unmoving. I search for my mothers hand but found little relief as we slowly drifted toward oblivion. We all hear babbling in the front seats, as the men discuss our destination. Since we were in the state of Texas the heat got to me and I felt a bit dizzy. The sun rose and the van finally came to a complete stop. We are demanded to step out and stand tall. They then order us to walk exactly 650 paces in the direction I assume we were all facing. Without an image of where we were, we head forward. The sun rays strike us. We are merely on our 250th step when we hear the sound of wheels maneuvering over what seemed to be rocks and sand. The worst part--- they were heading in the opposite direction.
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Stolen
ActionAn innocent family is taken to a foreign land where no civilization lies and no food or water is available.