First Day of my Life, chapter 1

I was just finishing of finishing off my ice tea when someone wrang the doorbell. I heard my mom get up from the sofa to answer it. The next thing I remember is being gagged and knocked out...

I woke up on the street a couple of days later in the middle of no where and I was freezing, hungry and fucking scared. I realised that I had shit myself but that was the least of my worries. The day sort of droned on whilst I walked through the streets.

The place was pretty rough but I bet you that I fitted in perfectally because of my scruffyness after living in an alleyway for a couple of days. As I walked through the street I could see people staring at me because not only I was scruffy I wore punk clothes. My hair was dyed a black-blue sort of colour and my clothes were all black. Suddenly this horrible cold feeling just swept I through my body

'WHERE THE FUCK ARE MY PANTS? '

I could see now why everyone was staring! I picked up a couple of boxes that were left lying on the floor and covered my sensitive area.

As I walked down the street I caught a glimps of this guy... He was uberly small but had lovely green eyes. It suddenly struck me!

It was the guy who kidnapped me! I started running about in a quadrangle not knowing how to get out having this horrible feeling that someone was chasing me.

Before I knew it, I was on the ground panting. This man walked over to me he bent down to see if I was o. K

'Well hello little lady. ' said the mysterious man.

'Grmmff' I mumbled back

'What'he shouted in my ear almost making my ears bleed.

I looked up and realised who it was.

'TRE' I practically whispered