Disappeared “Suzanna Nichole Reese,” my mother shouted for the fifth time, “You’re going to be late for school again!” I slowly opened my eyes looking at the clock. Great, 7:47 a.m., I thought to myself. Hurriedly, I quickly brushed my long black hair and rimming my green eyes with black eyeliner. I grabbed my bag and headed down the stairs.
“Zanna you are seventeen years old, I should not be your walking alarm clock. I have to get ready too.” Rolling my eyes at her remark and replied, “It took me ten minutes to get ready; it shouldn’t take you thirty minutes.” With that being the last thing said between the two of us, I walked out the door heading to school.
The clock read 2:57 as I hoped the time would move faster. Mr. Gates was talking …show more content…
This is all a dream; I am going to wake up in my bed with my mom yelling at me any minute now. Eventually, if I repeated this enough times, it would become true. He chuckled as he read my thoughts, “And I thought you were smart. No this isn’t a dream; you’re not going home anytime soon. You might as well get comfortable where you are at. Also, address me as Richard.” “W-Why did you kidnap me?”I stuttered slightly.
Richard rolled his eyes shaking his head as he replied, “I knew you were going to ask that sometime soon. Heck, that’s the question of the day isn’t it? So far all of you have asked me that. But let me tell you this, I don’t have to tell you why I took you. I know why I did it and that’s all you need to know,” And that was the last he spoken to me for the rest of the night. Throughout the night I tried to undo my hands multiple times but have failed every time. My family was a continuous topic in my mind. What if I never saw them again? What if I die? What if I can never have a family of my own? All of these what if question ran through my head at a thousand miles. I feel disgusting, I haven’t showered, brushed my teeth, combed my hair, or ate anything and the sad thing is that I probably won’t be able too.
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Days, weeks, and months came and gone. I’ve seen bits and pieces of the news where at some point a headline of missing people would come up. Every time I looked, my name was on there. I’d rather my family just... gives up. They are hurting themselves this way more because I know I am not going home. I am stuck here, for the rest of my life.
“Zanna!” Richard yelled. I hurried to where he sat, fearing that I will be in trouble for the third time this week. ”Here,” he shoved his plate at me. ”Take it and go help charlotte do the rest of the dishes then pick up your mess you made in the kitchen.” Bowing my head looking away, I quickly walked back into the kitchen to do as he told. As I finished washing the dishes and wiping down the counter tops, my heart started to pound against my chest. I could feel the tears developing while my heart searched for such longing and desire to be reunited with my family. A hand started to rub my back in a comforting motion,
“It’s okay Zanna. We all will be going home soon. He can’t get away with what he has done to all of us.”Abigail, the youngest of us all,
“Zanna you are seventeen years old, I should not be your walking alarm clock. I have to get ready too.” Rolling my eyes at her remark and replied, “It took me ten minutes to get ready; it shouldn’t take you thirty minutes.” With that being the last thing said between the two of us, I walked out the door heading to school.
The clock read 2:57 as I hoped the time would move faster. Mr. Gates was talking …show more content…
This is all a dream; I am going to wake up in my bed with my mom yelling at me any minute now. Eventually, if I repeated this enough times, it would become true. He chuckled as he read my thoughts, “And I thought you were smart. No this isn’t a dream; you’re not going home anytime soon. You might as well get comfortable where you are at. Also, address me as Richard.” “W-Why did you kidnap me?”I stuttered slightly.
Richard rolled his eyes shaking his head as he replied, “I knew you were going to ask that sometime soon. Heck, that’s the question of the day isn’t it? So far all of you have asked me that. But let me tell you this, I don’t have to tell you why I took you. I know why I did it and that’s all you need to know,” And that was the last he spoken to me for the rest of the night. Throughout the night I tried to undo my hands multiple times but have failed every time. My family was a continuous topic in my mind. What if I never saw them again? What if I die? What if I can never have a family of my own? All of these what if question ran through my head at a thousand miles. I feel disgusting, I haven’t showered, brushed my teeth, combed my hair, or ate anything and the sad thing is that I probably won’t be able too.
“Good you’re …show more content…
Days, weeks, and months came and gone. I’ve seen bits and pieces of the news where at some point a headline of missing people would come up. Every time I looked, my name was on there. I’d rather my family just... gives up. They are hurting themselves this way more because I know I am not going home. I am stuck here, for the rest of my life.
“Zanna!” Richard yelled. I hurried to where he sat, fearing that I will be in trouble for the third time this week. ”Here,” he shoved his plate at me. ”Take it and go help charlotte do the rest of the dishes then pick up your mess you made in the kitchen.” Bowing my head looking away, I quickly walked back into the kitchen to do as he told. As I finished washing the dishes and wiping down the counter tops, my heart started to pound against my chest. I could feel the tears developing while my heart searched for such longing and desire to be reunited with my family. A hand started to rub my back in a comforting motion,
“It’s okay Zanna. We all will be going home soon. He can’t get away with what he has done to all of us.”Abigail, the youngest of us all,