Hey I'm Dominik, but you can call me D, Tay, or Nik. I was adopted so I don't know who my real parents are. My mother's name is Destinee Taylor. I'm 15 yes old, 5'1" and I'm light skinned. Ever since my mother died I feel like I'm being followed. Right now I'm suicidal and I'm sitting at the hospital when a officer approaches me with an Child Services Social Worker.
Officer: Are you Dominik?
Dominik: Yes.
Officer: This is woman is going to find you a new home.
Dominik: New home? My mom just died and I get put in a new home?
Social Worker: Your not old enough to live by yourself. There no one you can can live with. So your only choice is getting adopted again.
I start crying. I don't want to go back where I came from. It's hard to find a family that wants a teenager.
Dominik: I need fresh air.
Officer: That's fine. Just don't leave the hospital boundaries.
Social Worker: Do you want company?
Dominik: No but thanks for asking.
Why did it have to be my mother? I sit on the bench outside. I don't have to stay I can leave. I get up and start walking away from the hospital.
Officer: Dominik? Where are you going?
Then I start running. I hear people screaming my name. I stop runny g when I can't hear anything. No screaming. No foot steps. Then out of nowhere I hear a bush move. I try to run, but trip over a stick. They grasped my arm. I screamed, but they covered my mouth with their hand.
???: If I take my hand off your mouth will you scream?
Dominik: * Shakes her head no*
???: *Takes hand off her mouth* Don't move they are coming.
Officer: Well we lost her the next thing we are going to lose is our jobs.
Social Worker: Exactly can't we do a search party?
Officer: I can try but we should get back to the hospital.
I feel a tug on my hand.
???: You can stay at my house.
Dominik: I don't even know your name or what you look like.
???: It's me or the people looking for you.
Dominik: Fine, but I need to get a new cell phone and some clothes.
???: Really?
Dominik: Seriously *smirks*
I got a new I phone 6plus, and we just left my house from getting clothes.
Dominik: What's your name?
???: Chris
Dominik: Oh I'm hungry.
Chris: How old are you?
Dominik: 15 years old
Chris: Where is your mother?
A tear runs down my face when he mentions my mother.
Dominik: She died of cancer.
Chris: I'm sorry.
Dominik: It's fine.
Out if no where another vehicle smacks into my side of the car.
Chris: Dominik? Please answer me.
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FantasyWhen Dominik's mother dies when she's 15 years old. She's left with no one but herself. When someone comes after her to kill her she runs into someone who will nevervleave her: Christopher Maurice Brown. Does she know who's after her? Will Chris be...
