Hey guys! This is a story me and my lil sis is writing. Hope you like it!
I walked slowly home from work, the wind blowing my long brown hair around my face. It was a monday night, the twenty-second of July to be precise, and wasn't really expecting anything special for my birthday.
It seemed like someone was watching me, and I turned to see only a deserted street. I continued on, but after a few seconds, felt a tap on my shoulder.
A boy, around sixteen-just two years older than me at the most-with short blond hair and mischievious green eyes stared at me. He looked perfect; almost too perfect.
"What's your name?" He spoke with a deep american accent, and smiled at me, but I backed away a step, frowning.
"It's, er, R-Robyn. Why?"
"Pretty name, that. No reason." He laughed, sending a shiver down my spine. "I'm Adam."
"Nice to meet you...?" I said uncertainly. "Look, I've gotta go, sorry." I turned and began to walk away, but he grabbed my arm, pulling me back.
"Oh no you don't." His expression hardened and he put his hand over my mouth to stop me from crying out. He dragged me along the dark streets and down a back alley. I was terrified-adrenaline rushed through my veins, and I was pushed through a door, which slammed shut behind me, leaving me in total darkness.
You know what "Normal" is? A setting on a washing machine. No one wants to be that.