Meeting

I dash through the forest, unsure where I'm headed. "Someone, please help!" I scream in panic. I can hear his footsteps behind me. I trip over a rock, and I feel his hands grip around my ankles as he tugs me into the darkness. I wake up on a metal table. It's cold, and my hands are cuffed. I can barely breathe, and there are rats everywhere. I hear a buzzing sound, and the sawblade turns on above my head. I start screaming in panic. I try to break the cuffs, but it's no use. I don't want to die, not now. I have so much to live for, I'm only 18! I want to see my boyfriend's face again, hug my mother one last time, and go to all the places I've ever wanted to go. "Please, no!" tears roll down my face. No one can help me now. I'm all alone, not like anyone's ever cared anyway. No one ever cares about my feelings. My dad's always in jail, and my mother barely had enough money to put food on the table. My life is a wreck. "You were probably just a mistake." the kids at school would say. I'd be kicked down, shoved to the ground, and bruised. I would never tell my mother, though. Heysues, my boyfriend, would always step in, and he was always so caring. He has beautiful black hair and the and the most darling brown eyes. His smile could light up a room, and his humor could make someone's year. He bought me food when my mother couldn't afford it, even when he had little money himself. Nobody could ever replace him...