Kidnapped

It was August 30, 2003 when I got kidnapped. I was just 13 years old and I went to the the movies with my friends. I was just waiting for a bus because I didn't have a ride. All of a sudden I felt like I was being watched but I just ignored it. There was a yellow car that kept driving past the bus stop like five times. I just thought maybe someone was lost. Next thing I know I was knocked out because someone had hit me with a bat in the head. When I woke up I was in a very dull room but I was laying down on a table. I got up and tried to open the door and when I did there was a man standing there with a evil grin on his face. He looked like he was in his mid-thirties with black hair and looked 5'10. He said why are you leaving? You just got here. "Let me go home! Where am I ?! " I'm very sorry little girl but I'm afraid you can't leave. he said. I started walking backward very slowly but he kept coming closer.

I started to cry. "Stop crying you stupid ass!" he yelled. How long are you planning to keep me here? I asked. He started to laugh and said "Oh don't you worry about a thing, you will find out later." What about my family? They will look for me and will find me! " Well they can try to find you but they won't because we are very far from your little town you bitch!" I cried louder screaming for help. The guy started laughing and told me that nobody would be able to hear me because we were in the middle of nowhere in an abandond house. " You rotton ass demon! Let me go! He laughed and said " You be good now. I'm going to buy some food for dinner and somebody is here babysitting you so no funny business goes on." He left the room and I sat on the floor crying. When I heard the car leaving, I remembered that I had my phone in my pocket. 

I reached into my pocket to grab my phone and was about to dial 9-11. I heard footsteps coming closer so I quickly put the phone back in my pocket.

That was it for now! Like and I will put part 2