• I felt many people around me. I was surrounded. I couldn't get out. I tried to scream. Nothing happened. My friend was screaming my name, but it was too late. I knew she was in another room in the house. I couldn't move, let alone think. Tears ran down my face. I saw one of the men raise a shiny blade. I could tell it was cleaned and sharpened, just for this occation. I finnally cleared out my mind a bit. I knew what was going to happen. I was doomed. I was going to die just like the rest that came with me. I thought seeing my friends die would kill me. But I was wrong. This would. "Don't kill the girl yet," ordered one of the men. For a moment I loved him for saying that, but then I remember he said YET. "Kill the boy first," He finished. I turned my body slowly. There sat all tied up Jenny's boyfriend. Known better to me as my brother. The tears turned into sobbs. His spiky hair was straight. I finally screamed. They turned. My brother got the strings lose. As they were walking toward me my brother, Derek, ran out of the room he yelled my name and I ran. They stepped and the door slamed shut just as Derek got out. I was trapped. I slapped the door. My hand was so red and hurt. The boss of all the men grabbed me. He threw me on the hard marble floor. Normally I would of admired the gorgeous flooring, but in a situation like this I obviosly thought the oppisite. I got up and stepped in circles. I ran to the door and quickly opened it and walked out slowly closing the door nicely behind me. THe reason I did this is because it was in a way like teasing the men. Even though they deserved much much worse, it was the easiest at the time. Derek was waiting outside for me. We ran all the way. We only ran because we thought we saw someone in our car. We were suddenly stopped by something...

    To Be Continued............