Kidnapped

The Aftermath 😡

Waking up tired and exhausted from a hard night of sleep I decided to go for a ride. Tried to build up my confidence to face what I went through. I got up to take a shower and put on my clothes. "Good morning Y'all" I said to my parents. "Good morning, Where are you about to go" my mother replied, "I'm going to the get something to eat and just take a ride" I said. "You really don't need to be riding around like that" She said to me furiously, and I quickly said "I'm staying in the car". My first stop on the list was to go to the gas station that it started at.

As I was walking down the stairs I said a quick prayer because I knew this could trigger something. "God please protect me, send your angels of protection ahead of me, cover this car and cover me." My parents always taught us to pray and to send our angels before us. I left home driving, had my gospel music on and was feeling a little bit ok. I'm driving and I'm passing by different stores while my heart started to race. "Ok, you got this" I said to myself. So I get to the gas station and I pulled up by where I was kidnapped but I parked the car in a parking spot. I stay there and stared at this spot for a good 10 minutes and I started to get Angry.

I was slowly but surely opening up a wound that was definitely not healed yet. It was definitely too early for me to try to overcome this. I did not think this through before I did this. I thought that because it's been a few weeks in I could deal with this but it only made me madder. I started to grow un-forgiveness towards all the people who was apart of this whole ordeal. I didn't care, I wanted all of them dead. So as I was angry I vowed to come to this parking spot at the gas station everyday for the next week to see if I see any familiar faces or anything that will show me that they was involved. I was going to call the police at hand, as I a thought but I knew I wasn't in my head. I wanted to kill them myself, I wanted to put them through the same pain that I went through. So for the next couple of days I sat and cried at this spot waiting for someone to come out and waiting for anything to pop off.

To rewind this story a little bit, I never told you that I went to a friend's house to borrow his gun because I was MAD. I went to his house and asked him could I use it for a project and he was like sure I don't care, he was a white guy from my first high school that I went to. He knew I was lying and that I needed the gun for something else. His parents didn't really much care what he did as long as he was home at a certain time. I knew to have on a glove while handling this gun because if I did something, I didn't want fingerprints on it. So back to where I was, I sat there hoping that someone would come out that I recognized but no one did. I drove off headed to the spot where the drug deal had taken place but I immediately swerved to another gas station. I turned the car off and because I was definitely not ready to face that. I was not ready to relive that moment going to the exact place where I was almost raped. "Noooooooooooooo" I cried out, "I can't take this pain anymore".

How can I pray to God asking him to protect me and I'm out here trying to kill someone. Instead I stopped and I said "forget life and everything that's in it". I grabbed the gun which was under the seat, cocked it back, and pointed it to my head. It was so much stuff going on in my head. I was in a place where i thought that I couldn't be fixed. I put my hand on the trigger and I pulled it. "Click" the gun sounded, I tried to do it again "Click" nothing happened. I got even more madder and did it again "Click, Click, Click" it was like the gun knew it wasn't my time. There was a bullet in the gun but apparently the gun locked up. My life flashed right before my eyes and I couldn't do anything but scream "I COULD HAVE DIED BUT YOU DIDN'T LET ME"

I was furious, I sat here in shock while I'm losing my mind. I need help, someone has to help me and I don't know what to do. I quickly got the gun and dropped it under my seat and when it fell "POW" the gun went off while it was under my seat. "Omg" I screamed and jumped. I crunk the car back up and quickly drove off because i didn't want to be caught with a gun. I turned to the left to go towards my high school and then another right to go up the street to where it was. I finally got there and went to the back of the school where the football field was. I parked the car, got out, shut the door and then made sure it was locked. I then walked down the hill until I got to the stadium and then I walked up the stairs to go sit in the bleachers. When I got to the school there was no one there, no cars, nobody! I sat on the bleachers with my head facing the sky while tears was rolling down my eyes. I thought we had a limited amount of tears, I didn't know we could cry this much. 🤦🏽‍♂️

While I was looking towards the sky I asked God, "Please Help Me", and immediately after that, a woman walked up and she startled me because at this point everything is pretty much scaring me. She said "hey I was in the area and I heard someone crying and wanted to check on you, Are you ok" I looked at her and said "No, I'm not". She smiled at me and said "God is on your side, whatever happened to you is only going to help you in life. I can see the hurt all in your face and I know if God is for you then can't nothing or no one be against you" ... I'm in shocked because I'm like how do she know something happened to me. She continued to say "that person that hurt you and created this pain that you're dealing with, God will handle them". I'm like what in the world is going on, am I dreaming or am I being Punk'd. Like how in the world did this lady know. So she came and hugged me as I cried uncontrollably and she walk away into the wind.

I kid you not I looked back and she was completely gone. I ran down the stairs to see if I seen her but there was no sign or trace of her. I ran back up the stairs to look on the bleachers and then on the side and no one was there. I must be tripping because I just had a whole conversation with someone. This had to be an angel because ain't no way someone can disappear into the air. I kept looking and no one was around so I decided to go back to my car. As I get in the car I heard God say, "I am with you", that proved to me that was an angel that came on the behalf of him. I cranked the car and then I started to head home, turned on the radio and then I had to make a detour. I quickly turned on the interstate to head to my friend's house. So while I sped to his house I was thanking God for jamming the gun so that I didn't kill myself because I was close to it.

I pulled up at his house and gave him the gun and told him that I have to apologize for asking for the gun. I said "if I was to ever ask you for this gun or anything, please say no". I got in the car and left, that was my last time talking to or seeing him. I felt like if you were my real friend you wouldn't even gave me a gun to hurt someone, you would have talked me out of it. So as I begun to head back home I just kept thanking God for clarification because I was lost in my head. I got home and then walked up to the door and fixed my face. I opened the door and then walked upstairs. I said, "ma" and she said, "what" and then I came in the room and sat by the bed with my head laying on it. "What's wrong" my mother asked, "nothing" I replied. This day was one for the books, I could remember my parents always say Release my angels and when I released them I had one to come and visit me today!