I know most people don't say this but I was so thankful to get kidnapped to get away from my abusive father. Yes he hates me ever since the day my mom died he hated me and blamed me for it. I was walking home from my friends house late at night when I got a strange feeling. Like if someone was following me and sure enough I was right. I turned around and looked over my shoulders just to see a figure of a tall man. My walk came to a jog then a run I was running as fast as my legs could carry me. Then someone whispered in my ear as they tackled me to the ground. " why are you running baby" a think Irish ascent said in my ear. " LET ME GO " Then he covered my mouth with a cloth I tried not to breath it in but my body gave in and I was out like a light...