Finding Out: Part 1

plane

what do you do if you're being kidnapped? what do you do when you're kidnapped into a plane?         what do you do if you're being kidnapped into a boarding school?

my name is Evangeline and I'm being kidnapped into a boarding school. well they didn't kidnapped me into the boarding school, they just set me on the plane towards a boarding school.

I'll explain a bit about myself

At my old school I was not popular, I didn’t get good grades, but I’m good with languages. 

I’m 17 years old, I have black, wavy hair, big brown eyes and I’ve got glasses. I have breasts the size of tennis balls, I have a flat belly and ass, I have thin long arms and legs, and the color of my skin is light brown.

I’m being bullied, I am beaten when I’m at school and I have no friends. I’m really shy, I love to read, I never argue, I’m not funny, I never talk much. I never had a boyfriend, I never have been kissed, and I have never been touched.

well that was me. I'm now going to continue with where I am at the moment.

 I’m currently on a plane to the boarding school. I didn’t just walked onto the plane like every other person does in this world; no I was kind of kidnapped into the plane, and do you want to know how?

The vacation was almost over because tomorrow I had to go to school again. I was getting ready for bed, I showered, brushed my teeth, put my clothes on and walked into the bedroom, and I was all set for bed.

 I lied down on my bed and thought,

“Nooo, why do I have to go to school again, I don’t want to be bullied anymore, I don’t want to be beaten anymore, and I just want to die”

By now I was crying

 “Maybe I should be beaten; maybe if I talk to someone that’s popular he’s going to beat me up so hard that I die. I have nothing to live for; my parents hate me so they probably would want to get rid of me anyways. Or maybe I should kill myself… I don’t want that somebody gets arrested because of me.”

I started thinking of ways to kill myself.

“What if I throw myself of a bridge? What if I slice my neck? What if I hang myself?

But I couldn’t do that, not because I don’t want to, but because I can’t. If I throw myself of a bridge I can swim to the edge… I also can’t drown myself because it’s natural that you try to get air so you automatically swim up.

 I can’t slice my neck because I’m scared to cut myself, for instance if I accidently cut myself when I’m cutting vegetables I have to cry and I’ll go hysterical. So if I put the knife on my neck and I start cutting, I will cry and go hysterical, so I can’t cut myself any further. And if I want to hang myself I can’t because I don’t know how to tie the rope.

So what would I do then? Well maybe it’s not that bad if someone gets arrested because of killing me.

 I was so lost in thought that I didn’t notice the door open. Suddenly there was a damp cloth on my mouth and nose, I was scared and I was kicking around. I heard someone grunt and he turned me around so the cloth was on my cushion and my face on that, someone sat on my back and pushed my head hard into the cushion and he was holding my hands on my back so I couldn’t go anywhere.

My eyes were open and I saw the white of my cushion, but it started to get hazy and then black, I was out, I wasn’t struggling anymore, and someone packed my bags, got me into the car and put me on my seat in the plane.

How do I know this? When I woke up I was all disoriented, my head was spinning like crazy. When my head was normal again I saw that I was on a chair, I was buckled up and my seat was behind a curtain, I had a window next to me but it was closed, I shoved that plastic thing (I don’t know what you call it) up and I looked outside.

I saw a beautiful landscape, it was all green  and it was amazing. When I turned my head to the right there was another closed window, I wanted to see what was at the other side. The seat buckle sign was off so I looked down to open my seat buckle but I saw a letter on my lap I opened it and started reading.