After I hung up I sat on a bench near by. After an hour I saw a crowd of people in the airport. A guy with brown boots and a brown cowboy hat. Dressed in a blue and white plaid shirt and teared up blue jeans. He also had brown hair and green eyes from what I could see.
He would go up to people and say something, then when that person said no he looked down and went to another random person. When he asked a little girl by me he asked,"is your name Krissy?" he smiled and the little girl cried. Running away and screaming "mommy!" He signed. I walk up to him and tap the random dude on the shoulder. "Yes can i help you?" he said annoyed. "My name is Krissy" I said. I smiled but he didn't."Get your stuff and lets go." He said. Well then.
I go over and grab my large suitcase and walk back over to him. He grabs in from me and starts walking the other way and I follow. We get to an old rusty red pick up truck. He put my stuff in the bed. "Get in" he said I was afraid to look at him. I got in the passengers seat. And with a slam of the truck door he was in the truck. He started the engine and the music blasts, crushing my ears. We got about two miles and then I screamed, "stop!" he did and I swung open the door running to the nearest bush. I threw up, not going to get into the details. After I was done I fell over falling into a deep sleep.
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