Kidnapped

Author's Note: This is my District Writing assessment about a teenage girl who is kidnapped and her escape.

I opened my eyes to find myself in what looks like a cage. Cold metal bars surround me to me from escaping.  I was laying in my bed and all I remember is a hand, a hand covering my mouth to silence my scream. My breath is slowly but surely coming back to me.  I’m still in shock. Calm down, find a way out and you’ll be fine, you’ll be fine, I repeated to myself. It was time to act strong and tough, I had to face it. I was just kidnapped.

24 Hours Earlier..

Lacey and I were walking home from school obsessing over this sophomore, Blake. “See you tomorrow Sami!” She says as she walks up her driveway.“Bye Lacey!” I reply. I finish my walk home and can’t help but notice someone whispering my name as if they were right by side. I look around real quickly and keep walking. Suddenly I hear a scream in my ear, yelling my name! As if they’re being tortured. It sounds like Lacey! What is going on? I thought to myself. Maybe I’m just tired? I started to walk faster because it started to scare me. And the screams stopped.

I walk through my front door and see my mom cooking dinner with my baby brother on her hip.
“How was your day?” My mom asks. “Nothing really” I reply in a glum voice. “I’m going to go get my homework done” I say as I walk towards the stairs. I sit on my bed, get my homework out and suddenly remember that girls scream. It felt as if I was in the same room as her, like I felt her agony. Who is she? I thought to myself.

A half an hour later my mom yells for me that dinner is ready. I walk down stairs and see my mom, my baby brother, and my dad. “Hey Kiddo!” He says, “How was school.” “She did absolutely nothing, at least that’s what she told me!” They all laugh and I give a small smile. I just can’t get the screams out of my head. I gobble down my food quickly so I can call and talk to Lacey. “Um, I haven’t finished my homework yet, so can I leave now?” I totally lied, I just had to call Lacey.”Sure hun!” My mom says.

I run upstairs and grab my phone. My phone starts ringing just as I was about to dial her number. It was Lacey, I picked up the phone and it wasn’t Lacey. I checked my phone again to be sure it was her that called me or not and it was. It’s a man, but I don’t think he knows that called. I hear a faded cry in the back, then the sound of a man panting over powers the whimper. Then the call ends.

I sit there for a bit and my eyes start to get real heavy, then I fall asleep. I woke up and heard a quiet thump, I spring from my bed and look around. I notice it probably just me being paranoid so I closed my eyes tried to go back asleep. I was half awake and I feel a hand cover my mouth. I open my eyes and see a man is trying to hold me down. I freak. I kick and try to scream, but his hand is over my mouth. I felt something solid hit my head and I’m knocked out.

I opened my eyes to find myself in what looks like a cage. Cold metal bars surround me to me from escaping.  I was laying in my bed and all I remember is a hand, a hand covering my mouth to silence my scream. My breath is slowly but surely coming back to me.  I’m still in shock. Calm down, find a way out and you’ll be fine, you’ll be fine, I repeated to myself. It was time to act strong and tough, I had to face it. I was just kidnapped.

I do my best to remember anything about him. Hair color, eye color, scars, anything, so that if I do get out I can be sure he doesn’t touch another girl again. I hear his voice in a distance, he’s singing. My arms and legs shake, I get chills down my spine, and I feel like vomiting. He approaches the outside of the cage empty handed. He looks at me and smiles. I start crying uncontrollably he walks up to me and touches my chin.”Don’t cry, you’ll be okay.” he says. He’s lying. “You are so beautiful” he whispers in my ear.Who is he? I think to myself. I turn my head in disgust. As I turned my head I found a small solid piece of metal, I hid it in the back of my hand. Then I found out this is what he does. He takes girls, tell them they’re safe and beautiful and worth it and then he... I could get myself to come and face the last part...Then murders them. I become motivated to escape, I refuse to sit here any longer and just wait until he hurts me or even worse.”Your friend Lacey, she was as well” He says. I pause. “How do you know her? What did you do to her? Where is she? I scream for her, “Lacey! Lacey!” He slaps me across the face. I cry in pain.”Yesterday when she came home from school, you were supposed to go to her house too, but you ended up not. I was waiting for you Sam, but you didn’t show up.” Why me? What did I do? Why am I the one he wants? “Lacey” I say quietly, “You killed Lacey.” I took the small piece of metal and jammed it into his temple. I ran as fast as I could from him. He was catching up. “Don’t do this Sam! You don’t want to do this!” He yells. He catches up and grabs my shirt, I’m pulled onto the ground on my back. He has my wrists in each of his hands keeping me on the ground. Before he has the chance I need him in the gut and kick him in the face. I kept running. I ran and ran until I found my home street.

I sprinted to my home and walked in through the door. Everything after that went by so quickly. We went to the police, I told them everything I could remember. All I could think about was how thankful I am to be alive. Then Lacey comes into my mind and her parents. Later on they were able to find out my kidnappers name, John. That gave me motivation to find him for Lacey. A week later I’m in my bed and struggling with the fact that my friend was murdered and I was supposed to be too.

You killed my friend and a part of me. I will never forget your voice, your eyes, or even your smell. We’re looking for you John. And we will find you.