Only She Knows

I tried to get away, but their hold on me was too strong. My kicking and punching had no effect on them what so ever.

"Help me! Please!"

I had been crying as the took me away and couldn't see around me. I wondered why no one responded and saw that the doors were closed and that those inside were either unconscious or dead.

I screamed even louder and that only made the men more angry. They put their hands in my mouth and I bit down. Hard.

"STUPID GIRL!"

They let me go for just a second and I started to run. I didn't know where I just needed to run.

This was my chance to get away from them.

When I knew they had stopped following me I slowed down and began to take in large amounts of breath.

All of the sudden, I felt fabric on my face and the world started to get dark. As I drifted into oblivion I heard these words;

"Poor girl. If only you hadn't run away. Things would have been a lot easier. Now you have to pay."

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My dad was a simple business man. He, like any father, worked hard to support his family. That is, it's just me and my dad. My mom died when I was born and I never got the chance to meet her. But life goes on and we grow up.

Speaking of growing up. I grew up in a small town by Seattle. Well, it was kind of a small town. Port orchard is a beautiful place. We live in a secluded area in the woods. It comes in handy sometimes to be hidden from the busy city.

Yesterday, we got new neighbors. Hopefully they weren't like our last ones. They were stuck up, snobby, city born J.E.R.K.s! And I mean the Junior Educated Rich Kid kinds.

Who knew that whoever lived inside that beautiful rambler was going to change my life forever. For better or for worse.