Picturesque fake fiction1/2/2023 ![]() ![]() What if they are standing right there? I have to take my chances. I am thinking about the layout of the house so I can get out as soon as possible. He made the mistake and this is my chance. If I take his life all the memories will still be in my mind. I don’t want to kill him I want to kill myself. Every night I worry: is he coming in tonight? Is he going to rape me again? I always think: next times he comes in this room I will take his gun, pin it to my head, and pull the trigger. There’s not a day in my life anymore that I don’t want to live. Why! Why did no one help me! I am mad but confused at the same time. My eyes are filling up with water as I think about what the men did to me.Īfter tonight, I wish I had screamed in the park. I would say that God is just punishing me but in truth theses things just happen, it’s not anyone’s fault. I have never done anything this bad in my life. I don’t understand why I am the chosen one. As the night went on seven guys came into the room. By the time they left the clock said they were only there for two and a half hours. It feels like they have been here for hours. The men told me they paid extra to come in as a group. Within the first ten minutes three guys entered the room together. Nick takes me to the back room and on the door there is a sign that reads: $25 per hour. We knock on the door and a tall, skinny man opens the door. ![]() We climb about three flights of stairs before we get to the room. When we arrive at the building, he grabs my arm, and drags me into the apartment. Then starts for the door, then towards the car. He starts walking up the stairs to grab my arm. He stops yelling at Nick at looks me and says, Tony looks up and sees me walking down the stairs. Phil runs his eyes up and down my body, than says, “Beautiful” He took me back downstairs Nick and Tony are arguing. Slowly and disgustingly I put on the outfit I barely call clothes. He pondered this thought for a little bit. PICTURESQUE FAKE FICTION WINDOWS“Where to? There are no windows and only one door.” I said. “How do I know that you won’t run?” Phil said in a smart way. “Okay I will put it on if I get some privacy.” I ordered. I am scared but I have to keep a positive attitude. ![]() Phil just told me I would get hurt no matter what. As long as you are a good girl, you won’t be hurt to bad.” The mini skirt barely covers my underwear, and the top barely covers my bra. We walk into one of the bedrooms with an outfit lying on the bed. Phil takes me by the arm, and leads me upstairs. Nick, the taller and skinnier of the two said to Tony, ”We thought you weren’t going to show up.” Tony looks at me and says, “Phil, take her upstairs to change clothes.” The thoughts are growing as the conversation goes on. What are they going to do to me? Why did he pick me? Many different thoughts are going through my head. We are walking up to the house and two men met us at the door. He is walking around the van to my side, while I am opening the door he grabs my arm so I won’t run. We got to a house, a normal sized house, nothing special. Where we’d stay, whom we’d meet, where we’d be at every minute. It seems as if he had planned it all out. “I think I liked it better when you weren’t talking.” “I guess I didn’t know what to say,” I said sheepishly. We must have passed multiple couples, why didn’t they help me? Didn’t they…He interrupted me. I don’t even want to know what pain Peter is going through right now.Īs I am sitting here in the man’s van, I wonder if anyone saw him take me. He didn’t seem like the type of guy who would kidnap a fifteen-year old girl. I have more questions a want to ask but I am afraid that if I do then he will turn the gun on me now. He replied with a frightening smile not words. I looked down and said with a stern voice, Surprisingly he puts me in the front of the van not the back. We move quickly, I assume it is to attract the least amount of attention as possible. The man uncovers my mouth but keeps the gun pinned against my side. He leans in again and says, “Now walk.” I am terrified but I do as he asks. I am screaming in my head over and over but nothing comes out of my mouth. He puts his hand over my mouth, leaned in and whispered in my ear, “You scream, you die.” Tears are rushing down my face. Peter left me for a split second, and that’s when it happened. It’s funny that I remember the little details of the horrific day. I remember the laughter of the children, the incense of the park, and the cologne that Peter was wearing. I was walking in the park with my boyfriend Peter. I was fifteen when my life got turned around. A man in the park abducted me on April 23, 2001. ![]() Well I guess I am just different I will never be normal again. They say after a while you start acting normally again. I still remember that dreadful day of the abduction. I hadn’t seen outside those walls in 18 months. ![]()
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