He set the house on fire and it’s moving toward the back where my room is.
I dialed 911.“911 what’s your emergency.”“My name is Amanda Amara Thompson. I am 18 years old and my parents were killed by the man who kidnapped those four children ten years ago, and now he has set my house on fire to draw me out. By the time dispatch will get to my house the man will have me and my house will be nothing but rubble. Please find me. I’ll try to leave a trail to follow. Find Dr. Oliver Valero and tell him what happened. Send him and the rest of the family I have left away from this place.”“Ma’am we can help you. Dispatch will be there in five minutes.”“It’s too late.” I hung up.I haven’t thrown any of my knives and I’m pretty sure he doesn’t know that I’m proficient in knife throwing and fighting with knives.I put on my boots and a sweatshirt to cover the daggers on my arms and the throwing knives at my ankles. I take a breath. I can’t kill him, yet I must save the others if they are still alive. It’s been ten years and I still haven’t given up on them.The fire was already on this side of the house. And it’s at the end of the stairs. I need to jump out the window. So, I did, and I rolled when I hit the ground to prevent myself from breaking any bones.“Took you long enough.” He pulled me off the ground. “You know this game has been fun. I’m glad you can play it with me.”“Now that you have me what are you going to do.”“Just walk Amanda Amara Thompson. That is your name, right?”“You stole my file out of my dad’s office.”“I did. You started going to that school in second grade. Your Dad worked there for ten years. You had a few minor offenses.”“Retaliation to bullying.”“Am I going to have to listen to you talk about my school life this whole walk? And where are we going?”“To the lab.”“The Lab?”“We’ll be there soon.”The walk was silent. It gave me time to think. In the back of my mind, I was trying to count the steps that we took. I lost count eventually and the path became ragged. I tried to leave a path for the police to follow, but I ran out of stuff and I wasn’t going to leave my knives behind.Maybe they won’t give up. My grandparents are out there, and they love me dearly and Oliver, the first boyfriend I have ever had, only lasted about 15 minutes, but still, he cares for me. I know he won’t give up. I won’t be out here too long.Suddenly I notice that the man was no longer next to me. I was out in the open, alone in the exact middle of a small circular grassy area surrounded by trees.“Hello, anyone out there?” I felt like I was being watched by something.I heard a twig snap. There something out there. It was completely dark except for the light of the full moon. I should have grabbed my flashlight. I heard another twig snap. I turned toward the sound. Then another twig snapped on the other side of me. Then one snapped behind me and then one in front. I crouched down in the tall grass. I kept my body still and I listened to the world around me. There was a growling noise and then the sound of feet quickly moving and stepping on twigs all around me. I heard screams coming from every direction. They all ran and bumped into each other and fell on top of me.I tried to stand up but with four bodies on top of you can’t really do much. One by one they all got off me. I stood up. The four of them looked at me.“Amanda?” One of the girls said. Her hair was full of leaves. Her body was lean but curvy. Her face was full of dirt.“I’m sorry who are you?” I said.“Amanda it’s me, Sarah.”“Sarah? OH, MY GOD! Sarah!” I hugged her. “You guys are alive. Where have you been all this time?”“In these woods fighting for our lives.” One of the guys said.“Tyler?” I touched his face.“Yeah.”“I missed you guys.”“How’s life been?”“It’s been not so great. The man killed my family and grandpa died hating me. ““Wow,” Brad said.“Awe, I love reunions. I really do. But it's time for us to play a game. Oh, I do love games, don’t you?” the man voice surrounded us, but he was nowhere to be seen.“Why are you doing this?” I looked around. “I don’t want to play a game.”“Oh, come on it will be fun I promise.” The man said.“I don’t want to play, I want to go home.”“You don’t have a home. You’re an orphan. Oh! Yay! I can adopt you. Awe I can have another daughter. You can call me daddy whenever you like.”“Never.”“Fine have it your way but I would have taken great care of you.”“You killed my family. How would you feel if someone killed yours?”“That sounds fun wanna kill my parents. Let’s go! Oh, wait they are already dead. I killed them years ago and hid the body. Shh, don’t tell anyone.” He laughs.“I should have screamed that day.”“But you didn’t”“I was scared.”“You were clinging onto dearest daddy.”“I’m going to kill you.”“Oh, that sounds fun. What is life after death? Is there life after death? Or do I just die? Let’s think about that one. Ah, who cares I go where I go.”“You’re going to suffer.”“Talkative today, aren’t we? Well, are you ready to see the lab.”“No.”“Well, what about the rest of you? No? Oh, well here it is anyway.”The ground opened beneath us. We fell down a metal tube the lead us to a room. We all fell on top of each other. I was on top this time. I stood up and looked around. We were in a glass box. Caged like animals. There was no way out that I could see.”“What just happened?” Sarah asked.“Welcome to the lab.”It was just me and Tyler, we had lost the others. Whatever was chasing us wasn’t too far behind. We turned the corner I don’t know how long we have been running but it feels like it’s been hours. “Do you even know what’s chasing us?” I asked Tyler out of breath. “I don’t know but I’d rather it not catches up with us.” I bent down and took the throwing knife at my ankle and handed it to Tyler.“Why are you giving this to me?” “If you see whatever is chasing us, stab it.” “Alright.” We kept running. We turned another corner and bumped into Sarah, Brad, and Katie “How are we going to get out of here?” Sarah asked. “We aren’t,” Katie said. “Don’t think that way,” I said. “Why not we have been in this maze forever,” Katie said. “We should follow the sun,” I said. “What good will that do?” Brad asked. The ground started shaking. “It will keep whatever that is away from us. Here.” I handed each of them a knife. I kept my two daggers strapped to my arm and my butte
It’s been months since I have seen Amanda. I know I should have stayed with her in that house. I was so stupid. Who knows what the man has been doing to her. Why was I so dumb? She left a trail, but it ended in an open meadow and then it stopped.“Do you have any leads at all?” I asked Josh. “All we know is that his name is Jonathan Pantelli.” Josh responded, “Have you gotten a hold of his wife?” “No, we have been focusing on finding Amanda.” “Don’t you think talking to his wife would get you closer to finding Amanda?” “It doesn’t’ seem as though she would be helpful, so we didn’t talk to her.” “Amanda was right you guys are idiots.” I walked away from them.” I found Pantelli’s wife online. I asked her to meet with me at noon at the café on seventh. She responded with sure. I guess if you want something done you must do it yourself. I left Mrs. Thompson’s house and walked to the café. It was a twenty minute walk. Mrs. Pantelli was sitting outside in the sitting ar
“Thank you Mrs. Archer for letting me stay at your house.” “No problem, you are bascially my grandson-in-law.”“Grandma.” I said.“He’s going to propose to you eventually.” “Grandma I just turned 19 can you hold on we are still young.” “You’ve been together for a year. No has heard from that man in a whole year. You guys are happy. We haven’t heard anything about Pantelli.” “Yes but now his apartment is full of water.” I said.“ Why don’t you move in your other grandmother’s house.” “I can’t.” I put my hand over my heart. “I’m not ready.” “When will you be ready. The government will take that house from you.” “I don’t know I just can’t move in there.” “Listen Mandy, I know you miss her but she is with you. You have her heart and all the love she have for you.” “I know.”“I know it’s been rough the past few years, but I promise it will get better.” I stayed silent.“Hey I know you lost a whole half of your self. But you can’t do this. You have to look past the
Tyler punched the wall. After doing that, he shook his fist in pain. We’re back in the lab.“We just got out here. I can’t believe we are back in here.” Tyler snarled. “He’s gonna kill your parents,” I said. “My parents might kill him,” Tyler said. I looked at Oliver. He looked at me. “He's going to kill all of us.” Oliver looked at us. I put my head down. He was right none of us were getting out of here alive. I sat my back against the glass. I thought about my parents. They died last year; and grandma, well, she gave me her heart. I can't die here; I won't die here. I was given this heart to live not to die in a box. I stood up and looked at both of them. “We are not dying here. Not today, not tomorrow, not ever. I just got a new heart, and I would like to push it to its full capacity. We will get out of this alive, all of us.” “There won’t be anybody waiting for us or looking for us this time.”“Your parents will be looking for you. But even if no one looked for u
When I was a little girl, my friends and I would play in the woods behind my house. One day around six-thirty, we were playing hide and seek. I hid in the bush, which wasn’t my usual hiding spot. I waited there crouched down, but no one found me, and I never found them. I was alone in the dark, and it was so quiet that all I heard was the soft rustling of the wind in the trees. “Sarah Tyler, Brad, Katie?!” I looked around. “Where are you guys?”The bush in front of me started to shake. I was scared. Then a hand touched my shoulder. I screamed. “It’s okay Mandy,” My Dad picked me up. I was eight years old then. “Daddy, I can’t find Sarah, Tyler, Brad, or Katie.” I wrapped my chubby arms around his neck. “It’s alright. I’m sure their parents have found them already.” He turned and started to walk away. I saw a man come out of the bushes. I open my mouth to scream, but he put his finger to his lips, and I stayed silent. Daddy took me inside; we sat down at the table for dinner
I'm 18 years old now, and I wonder why he didn’t take me. The man in the woods could have easily taken me, maybe he was going to, and my father came right on time. I never told them about the man in the woods. Perhaps if I had screamed, I could have saved them. I was so stupid back then. I haven't seen Sarah, Tyler, Brad, or Katie, and ten years. Their parents kept looking up until about six years ago they said it was too hard I can only imagine how much it hurts.“Amanda, I hope you're getting ready for bed up there and not writing,” my mom said“I'm getting ready for bed,” I said. I put my pencil down in my book and put it to the side. I grabbed my onesie and put it on. I looked out my window; the man was there and the open grass at the edge of the woods.“Mom!” I screamed.“What?” Mom yelled. “The man. There's a man.” My mom came into the room; it looks out the window, “There's no one there.” “He was just there.” I looked out the window he was gone.“Amanda got to sle
The next few days were hard, Grandma stayed at our house. Grandpa wanted nothing to do with me. The doctor whose name was Oliver came around to help around the house. He brought me flowers and occasionally made dinner when Mom and I didn't want to cook. He hired someone to clean the blood out of my carpet in my room and the blood in the back of the car. The FBI is now involved and has been watching over our house 24/7 I haven't seen the man in a while. I hope he's gone forever. I went back to school even before the funeral I needed to distract myself with something it didn't help much. The entire school was glum, teachers and students apologized for my loss. My English teacher told me that she hopes they catch that son of a bitch. I said me too and kept my head down. The assistant principal gave me the key to my Dad's office “I’m so sorry Amanda.” Mr. Watson said. “Thank you,” I said. Most days I found myself in my Dad's office I was sitting at his desk and cry. The lights stayed
He set the house on fire and it’s moving toward the back where my room is. I dialed 911. “911 what’s your emergency.” “My name is Amanda Amara Thompson. I am 18 years old and my parents were killed by the man who kidnapped those four children ten years ago, and now he has set my house on fire to draw me out. By the time dispatch will get to my house the man will have me and my house will be nothing but rubble. Please find me. I’ll try to leave a trail to follow. Find Dr. Oliver Valero and tell him what happened. Send him and the rest of the family I have left away from this place.” “Ma’am we can help you. Dispatch will be there in five minutes.” “It’s too late.” I hung up. I haven’t thrown any of my knives and I’m pretty sure he doesn’t know that I’m proficient in knife throwing and fighting with knives. I put on my boots and a sweatshirt to cover the daggers on my arms and the throwing knives at my ankles. I take a breath. I can’t kill him, yet I must save the others if