When I woke up again, my feet were untied and the bag was
off my head, but my arms still ached behind my back. I swung my feet over the
cot to one side and sat there. How was I going to get out of this place?
I stood up and walked around the room, stretching my legs.
They wobbled from time to time for laying so long, so I took it easy. My
bellbottom blue jeans were smudged with dirt, probably from the entire scuffle.
But my Sweatshirt looked completely fine.
Why did they take me???? I wondered. Kids had been going
missing all over town, and there was no trace of them. They usually disappeared
after school, like I did.
My legs were aching to run, so it must have close to
morning, because I always went for a warm-up run before school. Mom and Dad are
probably worried sick, but at least they know I’d never run away. I loved my
home, my life, and my family.
I sat down on the cot and sighed. Lord, what am I going to
do????
The door
opened a few minutes later and in came 2 masked figures. A man and a woman.
I shuffled
backward, almost tipping over the cot. “Don’t be afraid,” said the woman, she
had on a black ski mask, a black pencil skirt, and long sleeve button down
shirt. “We won’t hurt you.”
“Why does
everyone keep saying that!!!” I screamed at her bolting to my feet. “I want
out! Out!”
“Now don’t
get excited,” the man said, he was a muscular built man, with a ski mask also,
with black pants and a black short sleeve shirt. “Don’t get excited?!?!” I
screamed. “I’m not excited! I’m furious!!! I don’t care if you dumb me half a
mile into the woods, I just want you to let me out!”
“You’ll be
very happy here, don’t worry.” The man said, putting both hands on my shoulders
and pushing me down to the cot. “Happy?!?! I’m happy at home! At school!!! With
my family!!!” I screamed at both of them. They looked at each other and the man
shook his head, almost sad like. They both left in a disappointed rush, and I
screamed after them, “My parent’s LOVE me!!! And I love them!” with that, the
door shut again.
I could hear
voices outside the room with the bag off my head much clearer. And up at the
top of the room were two vents in the wall, just below the ceiling, where the
light was coming from. One familiar voice was Mr. Howard. “She sounds mad.” “She
is…….” “Do you think we could change her mind?” “Doubt it, but we could try.” “And
if it doesn’t work?” “We’ll have to dumb her somewhere.” “Alive?” “I don’t
know.”
I sucked in
a deep breath. Change my mind……. Alive?...... I don’t know……..
Then a
thought occurred to me. Be silent, be still???? What would they do if I was
unresponsive? Dazed? Shocked? They would probably think I’ve lost my mind. And
let me go………….
“I’m going
to talk to her.” I heard Mr. Howard say.
I faced the wall and curled up in a ball. Eye’s wide open. The door creaked
loudly and shut. “Caroline?” How did he know my name?? Still, I didn’t move.
I felt a
hand on my shoulder, and was rolled over. I stared blankly at him. He had a ski
mask on. “Caroline? Talk to me.” He shook me a little from the shoulders, but I
just slouched over. “Freeman! Barb! Get in here!” he yelled at the door. “Caroline,
Honey, answer me!” The two masked figures came in to the room and stared. “What
did you do to her?” Mr. Howard screamed at them. “Nothing!” they both said at
once. I felt the ropes being cut from my
scratched wrists and put in front of me.
“She playing
you Howard.” The woman said, stepping closer. “Don’t trust her.”
“What? Look
at her! She’s not making this up! I even shook her and she didn’t even blink!”
he exclaimed, grabbing me again, he looked into my eyes. I shriveled away,
tucking into a ball.
“Caroline,
don’t act like this.” The other man said, stretching out his hand. I looked up
in horror. Mom had always said I was good at acting, I’d better live up to what
my mom had said, it might save my life.
I back away
and fell out of the cot to the other side.
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