Post by Essences of Dark Dreams on Oct 19, 2008 9:51:32 GMT -5
Okay I wrote this for school but I want too see what y'all thing! I will be potting more of the story up!
I stand out in the snow, letting it fall gently on my back and head as my mom yells at me to come in. I drop my stuff and take off running. It’s the dead of night, in the middle of winter. I wear only a t-shirt and pants, no jacket. I stop three, maybe four blocks away from my house, panting like a dog. Someone drives by, and stops their car, and yell for me to climb in, I ignore the voice and turn away.
Suddenly, arms snatch me up and hurl me into the backseat, and then blind fold me. I try to scream but my voice is muffled. I feel the car zoom away and then it screeches to a halt, my head hits into the back of the front seat. Hot liquid flows across my upper lip. “Gosh, her nose is bleeding,” a hoarse deep voice utters, cold lifeless hands grabs my face, fingering my lip. I open my mouth and then snaps it shut very quickly, felling his skin give way. “Son of a gun!” the voice shrieks at the top of his lungs. His cold hands smack me across the face, knocking me backwards.
“What the heck was that for?” a female voice questions.
“She bit me hard on my hands,” His husky voice answers angrily. I feel warm and careless hands cradle to top of my head, removing the blindfold. “Look at me little girl. You don’t bite here,” she says. The woman looks to be about five feet four inches tall. With short curly amber hair, and her eyes are as dark as a starless night.
“I don’t give a dang what y’all do and don’t do,” I mumble with a soft quiet voice. I’m badly hurt with cuts and burses all over my face. My abuser comes in to hit on me some more. He’s about six feet seven inches with coal black hair and his eyes opposite of his partner’s, blue. This blue is not most I see it as, clear as a blue crystal, almost as if you can see through them. I fake that I’m a sleep, hoping that he won’t know that I’m faking. “Huh! She’s finally sleep.” He says very loud also hoping that I would wake. I stay still, breathing lightly and then he finally leaves. I breathe deeply for once knowing that leaves the hitting and pounding at bay for a little while longer. “Yo Kat!” he yells “yeah?” Kat says, walking into the room where he is at. “I think we should leave a ransom not fro her parents,” He says in his deep tone voice. “Yeah let’s,” she says in her musical voice. They start by potting gloves on to protecting their hands from touching the papers. They write.
Dear Parent,
If you want your child back alive, then do as we say, we want, $50,000 dollar for her. Don’t dare go take this to the cops, we watch your house very closely. We are including a picture of your child now to show what we have done to her. We want money by December 24, 2008 or she will die.
Your child kidnappers.
“I think this will do it,” Daniel says. He walks back to my room to take a picture of my cut up body. “Hey! Wake up you,” He yells in his deep voice. I wake up very startled and he smiles at me cruelly. “Smile for your mommy and daddy,” they say at the same time. I try to look really sad to make them mad. “Dang it girl just smile,” says Daniel in a rude voice.
“Never,” I say in a little voice. He smacks me for on last cut on my face and then takes the pictures anyways.
They leave to go get the pictures printed and I take my chance to get out of this hectic place. I’m running through the white woods with just my clothes that I had gotten kidnapped in. I hear people calling knowing that they are looking for me. I keep running and then I come upon a road. I’m running along the road when I see a sign its reads:
Russellville 15m. North
“Yes!” I thought. I slow to a walk knowing I’m far away from Kat and Daniel my Kidnappers. It’s still snowing in the middle of winter. I pick up my pase and then I see a car coming up in front of me. The car slowly stops and sees that I’m the missing girl from Russellville.
“Hey are you Miranda?” A Female Voice says
“Yes that’s me. I’m trying to get back to Russellville.” I say sadly crying a bit.
“Do you want ride back to there?” She says
“Please I was Kidnapped,” I say very happy. I climb in the car and they turn around heading back into Russellville.
“Thank you very much Ma’am” I say very happy
I stand out in the snow, letting it fall gently on my back and head as my mom yells at me to come in. I drop my stuff and take off running. It’s the dead of night, in the middle of winter. I wear only a t-shirt and pants, no jacket. I stop three, maybe four blocks away from my house, panting like a dog. Someone drives by, and stops their car, and yell for me to climb in, I ignore the voice and turn away.
Suddenly, arms snatch me up and hurl me into the backseat, and then blind fold me. I try to scream but my voice is muffled. I feel the car zoom away and then it screeches to a halt, my head hits into the back of the front seat. Hot liquid flows across my upper lip. “Gosh, her nose is bleeding,” a hoarse deep voice utters, cold lifeless hands grabs my face, fingering my lip. I open my mouth and then snaps it shut very quickly, felling his skin give way. “Son of a gun!” the voice shrieks at the top of his lungs. His cold hands smack me across the face, knocking me backwards.
“What the heck was that for?” a female voice questions.
“She bit me hard on my hands,” His husky voice answers angrily. I feel warm and careless hands cradle to top of my head, removing the blindfold. “Look at me little girl. You don’t bite here,” she says. The woman looks to be about five feet four inches tall. With short curly amber hair, and her eyes are as dark as a starless night.
“I don’t give a dang what y’all do and don’t do,” I mumble with a soft quiet voice. I’m badly hurt with cuts and burses all over my face. My abuser comes in to hit on me some more. He’s about six feet seven inches with coal black hair and his eyes opposite of his partner’s, blue. This blue is not most I see it as, clear as a blue crystal, almost as if you can see through them. I fake that I’m a sleep, hoping that he won’t know that I’m faking. “Huh! She’s finally sleep.” He says very loud also hoping that I would wake. I stay still, breathing lightly and then he finally leaves. I breathe deeply for once knowing that leaves the hitting and pounding at bay for a little while longer. “Yo Kat!” he yells “yeah?” Kat says, walking into the room where he is at. “I think we should leave a ransom not fro her parents,” He says in his deep tone voice. “Yeah let’s,” she says in her musical voice. They start by potting gloves on to protecting their hands from touching the papers. They write.
Dear Parent,
If you want your child back alive, then do as we say, we want, $50,000 dollar for her. Don’t dare go take this to the cops, we watch your house very closely. We are including a picture of your child now to show what we have done to her. We want money by December 24, 2008 or she will die.
Your child kidnappers.
“I think this will do it,” Daniel says. He walks back to my room to take a picture of my cut up body. “Hey! Wake up you,” He yells in his deep voice. I wake up very startled and he smiles at me cruelly. “Smile for your mommy and daddy,” they say at the same time. I try to look really sad to make them mad. “Dang it girl just smile,” says Daniel in a rude voice.
“Never,” I say in a little voice. He smacks me for on last cut on my face and then takes the pictures anyways.
They leave to go get the pictures printed and I take my chance to get out of this hectic place. I’m running through the white woods with just my clothes that I had gotten kidnapped in. I hear people calling knowing that they are looking for me. I keep running and then I come upon a road. I’m running along the road when I see a sign its reads:
Russellville 15m. North
“Yes!” I thought. I slow to a walk knowing I’m far away from Kat and Daniel my Kidnappers. It’s still snowing in the middle of winter. I pick up my pase and then I see a car coming up in front of me. The car slowly stops and sees that I’m the missing girl from Russellville.
“Hey are you Miranda?” A Female Voice says
“Yes that’s me. I’m trying to get back to Russellville.” I say sadly crying a bit.
“Do you want ride back to there?” She says
“Please I was Kidnapped,” I say very happy. I climb in the car and they turn around heading back into Russellville.
“Thank you very much Ma’am” I say very happy