The phone rang, I got up to answer it quickly, like I was running the marathon because I knew it was Jackie. Although I knew who it was, what came next I wasn’t prepared for. “Joe, Joe, help me,” cried Jackie helplessly on the phone. I tried to ask her where she was but by the time the words came out of my mouth she hung up the phone. She was supposed to come over, but now she needs my help and I don’t know what to do.
I ran outside as quickly as I could, on a dark summer night. I went over to the path Jackie usually takes to come to my house, all I saw was Jackie getting loaded up into a white van, I was scared shitless. There were 3 guys dressed in all black, one of them saw me and shots started pouring into my direction, but soon enough they ended, my whole life flashed before my eyes, and that could be the last time I see Jackie. Crimes happen all the time in my neighborhood, since I live on the westside of …show more content…
“What are you doing out here so late?” he asks.
“My friend just got kidnapped and put into a white van by 3 people,” I said helpless and nervously and all the other emotions you could think of going through a 17 year-olds mind right now. All I could manage to catch a glimpse of from the car was the license plate, however all I could remember was the first 3 letters DGJ.
“Alright I’ll talk to you later,” the police officer exclaimed heading back into the darkness of the night. I knew the police weren’t gonna do anything about because with all kidnap cases they set them aside and move on to more “important” matters, at least in their eyes. I knew I had to do something about it or I couldn’t live with myself knowing she got hurt. It was about 3 a.m. when Jackie got kidnapped, now it was about 4. I couldn’t keep my eyes open anymore I had to go to bed. The next morning I woke up at about 11 a.m., that's when I received the most important phone call of my life, it was Jackie’s
I ran outside as quickly as I could, on a dark summer night. I went over to the path Jackie usually takes to come to my house, all I saw was Jackie getting loaded up into a white van, I was scared shitless. There were 3 guys dressed in all black, one of them saw me and shots started pouring into my direction, but soon enough they ended, my whole life flashed before my eyes, and that could be the last time I see Jackie. Crimes happen all the time in my neighborhood, since I live on the westside of …show more content…
“What are you doing out here so late?” he asks.
“My friend just got kidnapped and put into a white van by 3 people,” I said helpless and nervously and all the other emotions you could think of going through a 17 year-olds mind right now. All I could manage to catch a glimpse of from the car was the license plate, however all I could remember was the first 3 letters DGJ.
“Alright I’ll talk to you later,” the police officer exclaimed heading back into the darkness of the night. I knew the police weren’t gonna do anything about because with all kidnap cases they set them aside and move on to more “important” matters, at least in their eyes. I knew I had to do something about it or I couldn’t live with myself knowing she got hurt. It was about 3 a.m. when Jackie got kidnapped, now it was about 4. I couldn’t keep my eyes open anymore I had to go to bed. The next morning I woke up at about 11 a.m., that's when I received the most important phone call of my life, it was Jackie’s