Authors Note
HEY. Ok so here I am.
So exccciiited to write this. Because now you get to find out where she is.
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~Kaylaaaaa.
If Today Was Your Last Day
My best friend gave me the best advice
He said each day's a gift and not a given right
Leave no stone unturned, leave your fears behind
And try to take the path less traveled by
That first step you take is the longest stride
If today was your last day and tomorrow was too late
Could you say goodbye to yesterday?
Would you live each moment like your last
Leave old pictures in the past?
Donate every dime you had, if today was your last day?
What if, what if, if today was your last day?
Against the grain should be a way of life
What's worth the price is always worth the fight
Every second counts 'cause there's no second try
So live like you're never living twice
Don't take the free ride in your own life
If today was your last day and tomorrow was too late
Could you say goodbye to yesterday?
Would you live each moment like your last?
Leave old pictures in the past?
Donate every dime you had?
And would you call those friends you never see?
Reminisce old memories?
Would you forgive your enemies?
And would you find that one you're dreaming of?
Swear up and down to God above
That you'd finally fall in love
If today was your last day?
I didn't know where I was.
I didn't know where I was going.
And I don't know who I'm with.
In the back of a gray van with tinted windows, my hands lay in my lap tied together.
I was scared out of my mind, but I wouldn't dare show it.
This man was not much taller then me.
His head was mostly bald with some brown and gray around his head.
Although he was taller then me, he didn't seem that harmless.
What did he want from me?
Maybe he knew my parents and wanted money for my return.
Or maybe he was just crazy.
Which ever it was I was going to sit quietly and theres a chance he won't hurt me.
When he took me I did try to get away.
I mean who wouldn't?
He was outside my room and I heard something.
I peaked out but nobody was there.
When I came back in.. He was standing over my bed.
My eyes widened at his words and I screamed.
But only a second of the plead came out, until he cupped his hand over my mouth and took me too his car.
I tried to get out of his grasp as we neared the door to the outside.
I almost did get away, but he quickly grabbed my arms with tears going down my face.
He said, "Stop. I swear. If you scream I'll kill you."
That shut me up.
So he quickly took me outside stuffing me into his car.
He put my seatbelt on, as if he actually cared.
I looked up from my hands to see around me.
The seats were gray and leather.
My hands were sweating and I was constantly wiping them on the seat.
Making sure I didn't make a sound.
The only thing that was on my mind was my family.
What there going through.
They don't know if I'm... Alive or not.
Tears filled my eyes, but I held them in.
I couldn't hide them with my hands tied.
So I sucked them in.
Suddenly in the silent car my stomah growled.
I squeezed my eyes shut and my stomach dropped.
"Are you hungry?" His voice was cold. He kept staring at the road.
I didn't open my mouth. I was afraid I'd scream.
"Kid, I said are you hungry?" He said. This time looking at me through the review mirror.
I swallowed. "A little. But I'm fine." My voice cracked.
"Well were getting back soon. You can eat something there." He said looking back at the road.
Maybe he wasn't going to kill me. Perhaps he needed me to be alive.
Or maybe.. He wasn't going to do it yet.
When we arrived at an old warehouse.
He came to the back undoing my seatbelt and taking me in the building.
The place was old filled with crates and rats running everywhere.
Soon he led me up the stairs to an old door.
Turns out inside was like a living area.
There was an old couch placed as I walked in, with a TV in front.
The wall farthest away was made of the old brick as the outside, while the others looked newer.
A small kitchen was to the left of me and a couple doors were across the room.
Another younger man came out of a room and smiled when he saw me.
I looked down at my soar tied hands.
"Haha!" He said with delight. "You got her."
"Of coarse I did." My kidnapper said.
The new guy who started talking had red hair and was strong
He was the scariest Ginger I have ever seen.
I'm just going to call him Ginger. Just to make this easier.
My kidnapper can just be.. Dickhead.
Yeah. That makes me feel a little better
"So when will we get the money?" Ginger asked.
"Look. I have no idea. I just wanted the girl for revenge." Dickhead replied rudely.
"Well the only reason I helped you was for the money."
"You'll get it. Lets just hope she cooperates and we can keep her alive." Dickhead states.
I was more angry then scared now.
"What do you even want with me?" I asked them unaware that I said that out loud.
"I want your parents money." Ginger said.
"What about you?" I said glaring at Dickhead.
"Revenge on your mom." He states.
"What the hell did my mo do to you?" I yell sitting on there couch with my hands tied.
"She sent me to jail, brat."
Authors Note.
HEY. So what did you think will happen?
Please let me know.
AND. I really hope we get 100!
~Kaaaaaaaaaaaayla.
