Ten years later...
"Mom, can we go to the toy aisle?" My four year old twins, Derek the second and Cole, said as I went inside Wal-Mart.
It has been ten years since the kidnapping happened. I spent two years in therapy and later on, Brandon found me.
He told me that he immediately felt guilty and depressed after Nicole told him the truth about me. I, on the other hand, was also missing them.
"Can we go, please?" They begged and I smiled softly, saying yes, and went.
Once we were out of the store, I checked my phone to see if there was any messages from my siblings or Brandon. I hadn't notice another cart crashing into mine.
"OMG!! I AM SO SO-" I gasped, as his twisted grin grew wider, reaching out for my wrist.
"Mommy, who's that?" Cole asked, smiling at him.
"Cole, Derek, don't say a word..." I whispered as two chilling words spiralled in my head.
"Hello...Anna,"
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Korku"All I wanted was to go home. I just wanted to be able to see my family again, knowing that I'm ok." A young girl gets kidnapped on the way home and is forced to live with a stranger. She is never allowed to do anything, except watch the t.v and eat...
