Taken

The White Van

   "Hey mom can I go to the park" I asked my mom. Her eyes where wide and her body was shivering, there has been a lot of kidnappings lately. I knew she was scared to let me out by myself I would be too. But I desperately wanted to go.

   "Sure I guess you could, but you have to be back by 1:00" my mom said hesitantly," make sure you bring your phone with you, I know you like to forget it some times."

"Fair enough!" I yelped. I grabbed my phone from the dusty counter. I slipped on my new nike shoes and headed for the door.

   I rushed out to my pink bike, as I grabbed my silver helmet as a rushed out of the back door. The I pressed the gold and black button for the garage door to go up. The birds where chirping and everything was beautiful like a perfect day.

   Pedaling my bike was one of the funnest things to do. The wind blowing in my hair. It was amazing.

  When to trees came to a big opening where there were tons of grass, birds, flowers, squirrels, and deer. Then there was the amazing playground the best part of it all. All the fun was located there and you could never not have fun a the playground.

   As a ran to the swings a spotted a white van peeking through the bushes. It was on a road but it was hidden. Then it started up I could hear the gas and it's smell. Maybe those are the people who are kidnapping the girls or not. It might just be a poor guy with a white van. Thoughts rushed though my head but I need to get to the swings before anyone else did.

   "I need the swing" I yelled out as another girl which was the size of a monkey ran after me also wanting the swing. 

   "No I need it" the little monkey yelled.

   We went back and forth until she rushed passed me like a little dart and stanched the swing away from me.

   "Now it is mine forever" she yelled in pride. I turned back around with by head lowered and headed for the monkey bars. I hate that little thing she looks like a monkey and acts like on too.

   I wasn't even paying any attention to that white van then I heard a door slam it must've been from that van but at that moment I did not seem to pay any attention to it.

   I felt my phone vibrate in my pocket. I reached down into my back pocket and saw that I was my mom.

   She told me that the kidnappers were in town and she did not want me out alone. I knew my mom was right. 

   What if  the people who were in the white van were the kidnappers, don't think about this Alex just get back home as soon as possible.

   I ran to my pink bike, I didn't notice that the white van was awfully close. And there was a person standing beside the van he looked like he was in his twenties maybe a little bit younger.

   The man left the side of the car and walked casually closer and closer to me. Then I turned around and there he was. He grabbed me by the wrist and walked me over to the van.

He grabbed my throat and pierced his fingernails into my neck. I was too much pain.

What am I going to do now, they are going to kill me! Then he loosened his grip but was still holding me by throat.

I squiggled and squirmed trying to get out, but he was just too strong. As we got closer to the van I wanted to scream, but his hand. His hand was on top of my mouth and even if I tried I could not do anything.

Just when I thought this day was going to be normal