the kidnapping (The bodyguard)

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I peek through the curtains at my window. There is a limo parked outside with two bodyguards. I hear a knock on the door. My best friend has arrived. I called to my mother that I will get the door and walk down stairs. I open the door. there is a tall man standing on my doorstep. I wonder if my best friend has hired a new bodyguard. She does that a lot. The man is wearing a black suit with a dark purple tie and black dress shoes. he has black hair that is parted nicely. I cannot see his eyes because he is wearing black sunglasses. He reaches out for me and I take a step back. The man just stares at me. He tells me to come with him. I refuse. The man asks again, this time with a tone of warning in his voice. He explains that he will have to take drastic measures if I do not comply. I still refuse. The man steps and house and straighten test high. I run up to my room. The man grabs me by my hood and puts me in a chokehold. I claw at the man's face, but the man does not let go. Everything slowly goes black.

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