Chapter 1

I -Mia Mast- was 17 years old and lived with my dad in Nashville, Tennisee.I know what your thinking. Am I famous or something but I was an average girl. I had pitch dark brown eyes and hair. My hair went down 2 inches of my shoulders and it was very wavy.

I was sitting in the living room in our tiny little house in Forks, reading. My dad, Charlie was sitting there watching some baseball game. It was 10pm at night and I was getting sleepy.

"Dad, I think Im going to bed," I admited "Im very tired plus I have a big test tomorrow in Biology,"

"Ok, Double M. Night," He replied using my nickname and got up and hugged me.

"Night," I said grabbing my backpack and started for the stairs while my dad made his way to the kitchen.

I got to the top of the stairs and tripped, as always, I also started feeling weird. You know the feeling you get when something is about to happen.

I put my backpack and book in my room and grabbed some sweats and a tank top.I quickly took a shower also letting the warm water seep in because I felt stressed for some reason and my stomach was hurting.

I got out of the shower and took some Aleive for the stomachache and for the stress (if thats possible). I walked back to my room hearing Charlie as I past the stairs.

I slipped under my purple quilt and laid on my stomach trying to sleep.


Later I looked over to look at my clock and saw it was 1:15am. I turned around to where

I was facing the window and my back was to the door. I heard some one open the door and then quietly close the door, but I didn't hear any foot steps.

I turnned around to see no one there and then turned back around to the window and then a hand was put on my mouth.
I started screaming and he put some type of gag in my mouth and turned me to where I faced him.

"Be a good girl, Mia and Charlie won't get hurt," a beautiful voice said softly like talking to a dog.

I stayed quiet and he wrapped a blindfold around my eyes so I couldn't see anything. He wrapped me up in my quilt, I think, and picked me up bridal style and I felt him walking out the door and down the stairs.

I all of the sudden felt a rush of November winter air trying to get to me through my thick quilt.

I was laid on something soft that felt like a back seat of a car and my captor climbed in. I heard rummaging through a cabnit and started to panic.
What if he rapes me? What if he kills me? What if he drugs me? what if? what if? what if!

"Ok, Mia. Its time for you so have a nap. Night, Night, sweetie," the smoothe voice said and I started to move around a lot so he couldn't do anything.

He caught on very quickly and grabbed my neck and slammed me down with much force 'causeing me to whimper.

I all of the sudden felt a pinch in my left arm and started to feel weaker.

I was losing the battle to keep awake then I drifted to a deep sleep...

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Tag der Veröffentlichung: 27.11.2010

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