As I walked up to the Target I noticed a group of people congregating by the alleyway behind the carts. I decided to ignore them because I didn't want any trouble. I walked inside and went straight to the craft section. They had it! They had the glue! I grabbed two bottles and went to checkout. After I paid I went back outside and while walking to the car I hear a distant,
"Where do you think you're goin'" in a tight Italian accent. I could tell the voice was male. I proceeded to keep walking, slowly picking up pace, until I feel a bag come over my head.
I won't go out without a fight, I told myself. I started kicking and screaming as the mysterious guy dragged me to a battered up van.
And so the glue fell. Splattered all over the pavement. Not a soul saw what happened
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Kidnapped By A Mafia Leader
Teen FictionMy name is Delilah Neistroid. -------------------------- I'm 19 years old and I live in the city of Dortonville in Michigan. As I got in my car I looked at the time, 10:37 pm. Target closes at 11:00 pm. I had to get there fast. I needed to get the...
