Lilly Anderson: Kidnapped!

This story is written from the point of view of a seven year old girl who's being kidnapped. Don't read this if you get sad easily, because the entire idea is sad. THIS STORY IS NOT TRUE!

published on April 29, 201519 reads 10 readers 0 not completed
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Chapter 2.

Don't Run With Scissors!

We went into a big house. It was stinky. The man had something that had a black handle and a silver thing coming out of it. It looked like one side of some broken scissors. It also looked like a knife that Mommy keeps in the kitchen, but those are for cooking, so why would he have them?
The man led me in the house and took out some rope. Then he tied my hands together and put me on a big couch. I was uncomfortable, so I wriggled. He slapped me on the arm. I cried and he spat something on the ground. Then he left.
There was one window in the couch room. It had bars over it, like in jails. I don't know why they would want to keep anybody inside this place, though. But what if I was in jail? What if I did something bad? Was it because I clicked on the "Free Money!" thing? That was a very terrible trick.
I wiggled until I fell off the couch with a crash. Then I wiggled over to the window. But I couldn't stand up, 'cause my hands were tied up. So I just sat there and felt sorry for myself.
Suddenly, the man ran into the couch room with his scissors in his hand. "Don't run with scissors, guy!" I shouted. But he didn't listen. He just picked me up by the arm and dragged me to a shed outside. I heard sirens. Why? He shoved me into the shed and locked the door.
It was very dark in the shed. I felt a stick on the floor. I was hungry. But the stick tasted like dirt when I licked it, so I put it back. I also felt a beetle, so I ate that. It tasted crunchy and yucky, like I was eating soap and a hot dog together.
Finally, the man opened the doors of the shed. He saw that I was still in there. He grabbed me and dragged me out. He pulled me into the woods and left me on a tree stump. "You stay there, kid." he said. I stayed right there. The man was a police officer, probably, because he took me to jail. So I sat on the stump and waited.
Then the man came back. He had a metal thing that was black and it was shaped like the letter L. I sat there, patiently. And then he pointed the L at me.
All of a sudden, the man fell to the ground. There was a guy dressed in black and white sitting on top of him. The guy on top said to me, "Are you Lilly?" and I said "Yes." So he took me to a black and white car that said POLICE in big black letters.
I sat in the car for a very long time until I got home, to Mommy and Daddy. They were crying, probably 'cause I'd gotten myself in jail. So we hugged, and then I went to bed.
That was the story about how the man with the scissors played Hide and Seek with me.
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