It was a dark,
stormy night. As always, I was going home after a day’s journey. I had
unusually much homework and tests that day, so I was exhausted. That was when a
big thud sound came. I hesitated for a moment, but I ignored it and just went
on, thinking “none of my business.” Yes, I admit it; I was a little scared,
too. There were too many crimes happening…
But
life doesn’t always turn out as they were planned. I could feel the sound
getting closer, bigger. That was when I realized that I was running. It was instinct.
I knew the mysterious sound is dangerous. I think I was almost frightened to
death when that thing appeared.
It
quickly slipped from my front and went its way to my neck. Yes, it was a knife.
All at sudden, that cold metal thing touched my neck. I couldn’t say a word.
Realizing this was some kind of kidnapping, my heart beat went crazy. My brain
was telling myself just to be calm, but I couldn’t stop myself from shivering.
The man in my back noticed my shivering and with cold voice spoke to me.
“(*&@#$%^&*)(&^%!!”
He said in such a sharp voice. But I couldn’t understand what he was saying. He
spoke different language. It seemed like he was speaking Russian, or just
something similar to Russian, since I took 3 years of Russian at my high school
and know how it sounds like. The rough sound of Russian made me much more
nervous and scared.
Suddenly
he fell on the ground. His body was flat on the ground. At first, I was so
shocked. Because it happened so quickly, I did not even realize he was on the
ground. Then after finding out that he was unconscious, I decided to get away
from him before he wakes up. But something caught my sight. His wallet was on
the floor. And inside the wallet, there were lots of girl students’ picture including
mine. It was so scaring that I ripped my picture off. At that moment, I saw him
awake, looking at me with cold eyes. He tried to kill me with his knife. Bang!
Gun sound. And man died. I don’t know who save me.
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