I am walking my normal route home, from the bus stop. It’s a nice enough day, be it a bit overcast.
The walk normally takes around 15 minutes, but today I was walking a bit slower, knowing that my stepfather will be home. I rounded a corner to find a car stopped there, idling.
I walked past it, just thinking that it was someone that had to make a call or something. I walked across the street.
The last thing I remember is hearing footsteps and a sharp pain on the back of my head.
I woke up in a dimly lit room with a mattress on the floor, covered by a clean-looking quilt. My school bag was next to the mattress. I checked my pockets for my IPhone and my headphones.
My headphones were there but not my IPhone. I checked my bag next. My MacBook Air was still there, but not much use without Internet or a charger. All my schoolbooks were there.
My purse was missing. Everything else was there, except my pencil case. The door to the room opened and a woman stepped in. From what I could see, she was a pretty woman.
She looked to be in her mid to late 30’s, though these days I know that looks can be deceiving. She frowned at me, looking around at all my stuff thrown around me.
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