April 23rd 2020
I slowly gain my consciousness. My body aching. I woke up in a dark place. I can feel the room in I'm bumping and jerking around. I think for a second and realize that I can hear the engine of a car. "I must be in the trunk" I thought as I started to panic. "Why is it so dark though?..." I try to rub my eyes and soon realize my hands are tied. "Dumb ass... you're blindfolded!" I try not to make any noise so the person driving or whoever was in the vehicle wouldn't know I was conscious. I tried to remember what the hell happened to me and how I got here. I start to remember a faint memory of walking to the corner store to grab some things I needed for dinner. I then bumped into a man who was a lot larger than me. I apologized and tried to walk away but he grabbed me. I don't remember much after that, just that he had started to beat me when I was trying to run and scream for help. That explains the cuts, bruises and tender pain all over my body. "I hope there aren't any scars..." I saw worried then snap out of it remembering the situation. I suddenly hear the sound of the car stop and one of the doors open. I then heard a very disturbing sound of the hydrologic cylinders of the trunk door open. I feel too hands grab me and throw me out of the back, then untying my hands and running back into the vehicle. Before I could even take off the blind fold, he was gone.
Scared and alone I didn't know what to do or even think. I reach for my phone and realize I don't have it. Getting more anxious every second I stand up and realize I'm half dressed with rips and holes in my clothes. I was so revealed. I now shaking in fear realized I could be anywhere and the sun was setting. I have no idea how long I was passed out or how long we were in that vehicle. "Damn it" I hear a voice from behind me. I quiver in fear and crouch down into a ball shaking trying not to sob out so loud. It all hit me at once. Hearing the footsteps getting louder and louder I start to panic and punch the person who grabs my shoulder. I hear a loud grunt as I turn around. "DON'T TOUCH ME, YOU FUCKING PRICK!" I scream trying to be intimidating with my 5' height and small fist in front of my face, furrowing my brow at him. He sat on his butt with his hands supporting him from behind in shock. His nose was bleeding and his hair was messed up. "I-I'm sorry sweetie, I didn't mean scare you..." he said softly making me rethink my decision.