Dazed with her head hurting Alive woke up her vision blurry she could still make out that she was in a small wooden shack, her hands and feet were tied down and she had a something over her mouth. Her red coat with a hood was infront of her, she saw that it was dirty, must have been when she fell down she thought. The child in her was screaming to be let out but she knew from common sense that someone had done this to her and she wasnt going anywhere until that someone returned.
Sunlight soon faded from the dirty windows in the shack and soon after she heard a rattling at the shacks doors, someone coming in she thought, she was going to meet him or her, she was afraid but she chose that she would not show it, she was a grown up now, she was thirteen.
The doors opened, and small fragile man came in, he carefully looked around outside and then closed the door. He didnt immediately look at her but she could see he was eyeing her from the corner of his eyes. He looked alot like the janitor from her public school she thought, maybe he`s doing this because i littered, dont be stupid Alice!
The man turned around he seemed harmless enough but she knew he wasnt, not when he smiled at her, he looked totally different then, just like how Tom looked when he thought he had Jerry captured she thought. He came closer and closer, at this point she had forgotten her decision to be brave and all she could do was whimper and wish this was all a dream. The man then lashed at her slapping her firmly in the face, and then while she sobbed silently, he took off the cloth on her mouth. Her immediate reaction was to scream, and she did, which gave her another sharp slap on her face. She could feel blood coming out of her nose now, and she thought, this is the end and i never even got to see my grandma. Not even give her the gift my mom brought to this world, me.
She laid down, all hope lost, exhausted and dehydrated when there came a loud banging from outside the shack. Someone was trying to come in, the man looked shocked, his eyes bulged, he took out a knife. Like a trapped dog in a cage he started to run from side to side, whispering to himself meanwhile the door was getting hit so hard, Alice herself thought something much worse was coming in and she screamed, help. Not to the person trying to come in, not to the person who brought her here but probably to God.
The next few seconds went very fast, but she always remebered it in slow motion, the door flew open, and a huge man stood there, almost like the wood cutter she thought, he came in and grabbed the small man and they fought for a few seconds to get the knife away from the molester. She was saved she thought, a feeling so overwhelming she fell uncouncious with fleetin glance of the small man begging for his life.
The irrtating beeping of her heart monitor woke her up. Groggily she got rubbing her eyes, not knowing where she was but the fact that she wasnt tied up and was in a comfortable hospital bed made her feel more secure. Her clothes and all her belongings were laid out on a chair infront of her bed, the red coat too, it seemed clean.
The nurse attending came in a few hours later to check up on her little patient only to find she was gone. The detectives later would view the security tapes of the hospital and see a small figure slowly walking past everyone, unnoticed as she exited the hospital, her red hood covering her face.
Five days later in small quite neighbourhood just outside the Las Vegas strip, and old lady was disturbed out of her after noon nap with the door bell. Walking as fast as her body would allow she went and opened the door to find a small child, smiling at her, eyes as green as hers, with blond hair sticking out from the sides of her hooded face. "Hi, my names Alice.." she started.
Sunlight soon faded from the dirty windows in the shack and soon after she heard a rattling at the shacks doors, someone coming in she thought, she was going to meet him or her, she was afraid but she chose that she would not show it, she was a grown up now, she was thirteen.
The doors opened, and small fragile man came in, he carefully looked around outside and then closed the door. He didnt immediately look at her but she could see he was eyeing her from the corner of his eyes. He looked alot like the janitor from her public school she thought, maybe he`s doing this because i littered, dont be stupid Alice!
The man turned around he seemed harmless enough but she knew he wasnt, not when he smiled at her, he looked totally different then, just like how Tom looked when he thought he had Jerry captured she thought. He came closer and closer, at this point she had forgotten her decision to be brave and all she could do was whimper and wish this was all a dream. The man then lashed at her slapping her firmly in the face, and then while she sobbed silently, he took off the cloth on her mouth. Her immediate reaction was to scream, and she did, which gave her another sharp slap on her face. She could feel blood coming out of her nose now, and she thought, this is the end and i never even got to see my grandma. Not even give her the gift my mom brought to this world, me.
She laid down, all hope lost, exhausted and dehydrated when there came a loud banging from outside the shack. Someone was trying to come in, the man looked shocked, his eyes bulged, he took out a knife. Like a trapped dog in a cage he started to run from side to side, whispering to himself meanwhile the door was getting hit so hard, Alice herself thought something much worse was coming in and she screamed, help. Not to the person trying to come in, not to the person who brought her here but probably to God.
The next few seconds went very fast, but she always remebered it in slow motion, the door flew open, and a huge man stood there, almost like the wood cutter she thought, he came in and grabbed the small man and they fought for a few seconds to get the knife away from the molester. She was saved she thought, a feeling so overwhelming she fell uncouncious with fleetin glance of the small man begging for his life.
The irrtating beeping of her heart monitor woke her up. Groggily she got rubbing her eyes, not knowing where she was but the fact that she wasnt tied up and was in a comfortable hospital bed made her feel more secure. Her clothes and all her belongings were laid out on a chair infront of her bed, the red coat too, it seemed clean.
The nurse attending came in a few hours later to check up on her little patient only to find she was gone. The detectives later would view the security tapes of the hospital and see a small figure slowly walking past everyone, unnoticed as she exited the hospital, her red hood covering her face.
Five days later in small quite neighbourhood just outside the Las Vegas strip, and old lady was disturbed out of her after noon nap with the door bell. Walking as fast as her body would allow she went and opened the door to find a small child, smiling at her, eyes as green as hers, with blond hair sticking out from the sides of her hooded face. "Hi, my names Alice.." she started.
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