One day

The sun was glistening on my back as I walked to the village store 2 cents in my pocket.That was a weeks worth of money from all the chores I have done that comic book was going to be mine. The date is May 15 1940 pre world war 2. I had been waiting for this comic for a long time and I couldn't wait to buy it looking at the clock above the bank it was only 5 minutes till the general store opened. When I heard a sound coming from the alley. I decided to investigate what it was. It was a man about 6 foot 6 blonde hair and large frame before I could say anything I was being dragged to a parked car and heard in broken English go I got him go . My he had covered so I couldn't scream and he tucked me under his arm like a football so I couldn't wiggle free. Where are you taking me I stammered but I was being ignored then I screamed where are you taking me. That was met with a quick elbow to the jaw and a punch to the head. Waking up 6 hrs later my head was pounding and there was sweat on my forehead. Looking around I realized I am on a plane tied to a seat with rope. I looked out the window and saw hundreds of blinking lights hundreds of feet below. Then the realization of how I got there I am being taken against my will they are stealing me from my mom. Why...why are they doing this I'm just an 8 yr old kid from a dusty little Nevada town. All I wanted to do was get my comic book and go home. Suddenly the sound of laughter was coming from the cockpit as Two men conversed in German. I can tell it was German from all the movies I had watched. Then the tall man started making his way to the back of the small plane. Looking around I noticed the plane had about 8 seats and only one way out. Don't even think about going out that door the man said unless you can fly. Why did you take me away from my mother I screamed at him. The tall man only replied that baby stealing whore she stole you from my Germany she stole you from the 3rd Reich you are property of Hitler.