"Grr", my stomach growled, indicating that I was hungry. "Ahh, I guess this means I'm actually going to have to get up and find something to eat," I sighed as I slowly got off the couch. I walked over to the fridge and opened it, but of course... there was no food in the fridge. I walked over to the pantry and opened up the wooden door, my eyes searched the shelves but came across nothing I wanted. "Great, I guess that means I'm going to have to go to the grocery store", I thought to myself as I started to walk to the bathroom.
Once I reached the bathroom I flicked on the light and stood in front of the mirror. I looked at how my light brown hair was thrown up into a messy bun and how my pale complexion made the dark bags under my eyes more noticeable. I took the hair tie out of my hair and quickly brushed it, I then proceeded to slip on some joggers and then left my apartment.
Once I had made my way to the sidewalk, I took out my phone and started playing a game. After a few minutes I heard what sounded like a car behind me, but what I found strange was that the car wasn't passing me, it was going very slow. I turned around and saw that it was an old black beaten up van, I quickened my pace and as I did the van sped up a bit. I ran faster, but I felt someone pull me by my shoulders and I was then thrown into what I assumed was the van.
I slowly lift my head and just as I was about to turn around I feel something hit me in the back of the head, pain courses through my head, my vision starts to blur and then everything goes black.
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Kidnapped
Short Story"I know you're in here, don't be afraid little one, I just want us to be friends" "As long as you do what I say little one, nothing will happen to you" "I told you to behave little one and you didn't, so now you need to learn your lesson" She was on...
