I was speechless. I held my cheek because he smacked me really hard. I could feel a scare on my cheek. I stared at the man carefully, he was a white man with a beard and a birthmark on his face. Then he gave me a look and slammed the trunk. I sat there in the darkness, terrified. I knew I was going to get killed like the previous girl. I started to cry. I started to think of my mom and what she said before I left.
"I wish I would of never went to that dumb ass store." I said madly.
I kicked my feet out and I hit a little thing and the trunk door opened.
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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...
