One Little Tweet

*Chapter 1*

1 year ago....

Walking home that day I felt like my every move was being watched. It made me feel weird like someone or something was coming after me. There was no way to deny that I had been acting strange all day. How could I not when I felt someone watching my every move.

I was about half-way home when I felt a hand clamp over my mouth. Instead of screaming I laughed thinking it was one of my friends. Well I thought it was one of them until I heard a deep voice in my ear.

"What are you laughing about. Are you stupid? Your getting kidnapped and your laughing. I swear kids these days are idiots." He muttered the last part but I was freaking out. There would be no way to talk because I knew he wouldn't be able to hear me because his hand was over my mouth.

He walked us over to a car, then threw me in the backseat. By now I was flipping out but I knew I had to act like I was calm. Maybe if I talked a lot he would get annoyed by me and let me go. Or he would hit me. I guess I won't be trying that theory out.
2 days.

That's how long I'd been missing and from what I know no one was searching for me. How I was gonna escape I had no clue. Yesterday while he was out I found a phone and called the cops. They said they would send someone right away.

No one has showed up yet. I wonder if the phone gave off the wrong address somehow. The man left again today, he didn't say how long he'd be out or when he'd be back. He hasn't hit me once, he yells but never goes with violence.

If he does get that angry he punches a wall. That normally only happens when he gets a phone
call. Normally he doesn't pay attention to me. I don't understand why he kidnapped me. It makes no sence. My family won't pay for me to get me back, I already told him and he just laughed in my face.

"Don't worry your pretty little head. Your parents will pay up soon." He sneered at me.

"Your hilarious. By the way they are my aunt and uncle." I spat back at his face.

"Looks like your getting fistey." That's when he slapped me, well tried. As his hand came by me I bit his hand. He yelped back in pain. "You little twat. I'd be careful if I was you. I can make your life living hell, and I'm not afraid too." He walked out and didn't come back for a week. I was lucky I had a little food.

One week later.....

I found a phone, a phone I can call the cops on. That's excactly what I did.

"Hello, 911 what is your emergancy?" She was so calm, it was a little scary.

"Please help I was kidnapped I just found the phone I don't know when he's coming back. I'm scarred. Please help." I talked really fast scarred he would come through the door.

"The cops are on there way. I want you to stay on the line. If the man comes back put it behind you and put it on speaker phone. Okay?"

"Okay." I stayed on the line. He came after 10 minutes. He walked straight up to me and slapped me. Then he grabbed my hair and threw me on the bed. Right as he was attempting to take my shirt of the police came in and tackled him. Then they took me home, my aunt didn't even realize I had been missing.

Then after that experience it turned me into the girl that never talked. All my friends left me and make fun of me now. Everyone else is worse then what they were. It turned out to be terrible.

Notes

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