She turned the corner, sweat running down her face. Her shirt was soaked with what looked like a mixture of sweat and blood. She was so close to the hospital,
only a yard away when she was pulled from behind. She let out a blood curdling scream. The security guard instantly looked at me, it was six in the morning. I
nodded my head, and he went out gun drawn. I looked out the window when I heard him scream, "Don't move or I'll shoot!" I saw the guy staring at me through
the window. He raised his knife and drew it across his neck pointing at me and then ran off into the night. That is what I get for offering to do charity work at the
local hospital for extra credit. I opened the door to let the young girl and the security guard in. I was in the middle of talking to the nurse while the doctor was on
his way when the girl fainted. She looked to be around sixteen, or seventeen, her light brown hair fell into her eyes; her brown eyes were glassy. She looked so
familiar. "She needs food, and now." The doctor exclaimed. The nurse was on the phone in less than three seconds. The doctor looked me in the eye, and muttered
my name, "You ok, Lizzie?" Then the young girl stirred, looking at me and muttered in disbelief "Lizzie?"
That is when the realization donned on me. It was Emily, our next door neighbor. She was kidnapped three months ago, no trace. And, I, I just saw the face of her
kidnapper. He was going to come for me now. Why did I have to be called into to work today of all people? Why does this have to happen to me. I resolved that I
must tell no one of the fact that I had seen his face and maybe he won't remember me. Maybe he was drunk or high, something like that. I picked up the phone and
dialed the call that would make so many people happy, but all it did was put a dark cloud over my so limited future.
A/N: I know its short, but I don't quite know what to do yet.
Do you want the kidnapper to be someone they know??
Should Emily survive?
Should she have been hurt?
Oh, the questions….