Dear Mom - "I've been kidnapped." - Ariana

Dear Mom - "I've been kidnapped."

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"WHATEVER." I screamed harshly, slamming the door shut, "YOU BITCH GET BACK HERE." I heard a muffled scream, followed by glass smashing.

I grabbed my purse and jacket that was hanging on the side of the bench, and walked down the road.

Kayla Hermon. She's the prettiest, smartest, nicest, girl in school, more like, the fakest, dumbest, meanest, girl in school. She acts like one of those perfect girls in the films who always gets their way, and ends up kicking the bucket in the end.

Oh how I wish.

I walked down the rocky road, in silence, besides the occasional click of my heels against a rock, the tree's all were dead, and the grass was long, and needle like. 

I started to get really creeped out, I felt like I was being watched, or someone was walking near me. 

I tore my phone quickly out of my bag, dialing my mom's number. "Hello honey? Is there a problem?" She asked, panicky. "No.. I just need a ride." I chuckled calmly. 

"I can't.. I'm watching your brother, and nobody else is here." She sighed slowly.

"Oh.. okay." I nodded hanging up sadly, shoving my phone back in my leather purse.

I continued to walk down the road in disturbing silence.

"HEY!" I heard a voice, that made me jump out of my skin. I turned quickly to meet with whoever.

"Hey." I whispered in relief to Anna, my bestfriend. "What happened? Kay said you two had a fight." She scratched her neck.

"Hmm, I don't want to talk about it." I shook my head, nearly tripping on my heel.

"Okay." She smiled softly. 

"Do you girls need a ride?" I heard a creepy, old voice, that sent unwanted shivers down my spine.All Rights Reserved

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