A crash sounded from upstairs that broke me out of my laughing fit. What the heck was that? I wanted to go see what the crash was but fear overcame me. I could only bring myself to grab my phone and curl up in a blanket in fear. I heard footsteps come down the stairs when I tried to open my phone to text my mom. I pulled the blanket over my head as the footsteps reached the bottom of the stairs.
Lying quietly on the couch, I listened to the sound of footsteps hoping they'd go away. I heard them stop by the back door. The footsteps started towards the living room. The sound of the television in the background helped soothe my racing mind. I also took a deep, quiet breathe to help. There were no sounds other than the television, providing background noise. It became too quiet.
Pulling the blanket my head, my eyes met with a man wearing a full-face mask. I also caught a glimpse of his military uniform. Unfortunately, it wasn't one that I recognized. A hood was thrown over my head, cutting off my train of thought. My vision went black as I was struck on the head with something hard.
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Kidnapped
Short StoryThere was a girl who's mom was out of town and her dad was deployed with the army. She was passing time by one night when she heard a strange noise. It was a window smashing to make room for a person to walk in. Join the girl on her experience of be...
