LP's POV

I had forgotten to tell my bigger sister what had happened with my teacher last Thursday, so I quickly texted it to her. It was Monday, and she wouldn't be doing much. Rae told me they hung out at the beach yesterday and sent me pictures over email. I was a little jealous at their fun, but at least got to have ice cream with mom while they were soaking up the rays.

"LP, I'm going to go take a nap for a while. The mail man might come with a package I ordered, okay?" My mom called from the other side of the house.

"Alright, mom!" I yelled back to her. After thirty minutes, I could hear her soft breathing as I texted Alan.

Ginger Princess: Hey, trouble!
Me: Hi Princess :)
GP: Having fun in Colorado?
Me: Yep! Well, as much fun as I can out here! Violin lesson later today.
GP: Awesome! Keep practicing darling!
Me: Don't worry, you know I always practice.
GP: So what are you doing today?

At that moment the door bell rung. It was probably the package being delivered. I picked up my phone which had buzzed with his latest message and opened it up held our conversation for a moment.

Me: One moment, door bell rang. I'll be back in a moment, kitty cat! XD
GP: Okey Dokey, text me when you get back!

I set down the phone and went to the door and clicked the handle, twisting the door free from its handle. My tennis shoes squeaked against the wood floor as I pulled. A man with silver eyes and blonde hair stood there. He smiled down at me. My mom was still sleeping in the back room.

He didn't look like the package man. His truck was down at the far end of the drive way. Another man was sitting in the passenger seat.

"Hello little girl. Is your mom home?" He asked me kindly. I nodded, silent for the moment, backing against the door way. He held his hands behind his back and seemed nice enough. His eyes sparkled in the late morning sun, like silver drops of dew on grass.

"She's unavailable." I replied, giving the classic answer.

"Do you think you could come and grab this package really quick?" He asked me kindly. I nodded and took a step out of the door, reaching for the package.

In a swift motion, some cloth was pressed against my face. The man held my arm tightly so I couldn't try to run away or push the cloth against him. I squirmed and tried to scream but a light-headed feeling fell over my conscious. The man caught me as I fell to the concrete.

My last image was being dragged away from my home.

My last feeling was the fear that ate away at my mind. I was being taken away.

Notes

O.O LILY-PEARL WHERE ARE YOU GOING?!?!?!

Thanks everyone for sticking with it! I know it was a little boring, but I'm trying to get back in the swing of the story!

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