sjsprWriting

I look to the side towards my husband and just stare back at his eyes. All I can do is stare. Many emotions rush through me at the same time: fear, confusion, tiredness. I’m not even half awake and this is happening to me. The voice sounded like it was from a female but it was distorted so I couldn’t hear it clearly. Who is this person? Why do they want me and what for? My throat constricts. When I finally find my voice, the only words that escape me are “I’ll be right back.” My legs are shaking and it takes me a second to find my balance. Slowly walking to the door, I put my slippers on and start for the stairs. My thoughts have no center, just scatters of possibilities. My hand stays on the doorknob for a few seconds. Taking a deep breath, I open the door. The cool night air hits my warm skin instantly creating goose bumps. I close my eyes and take another breath. Finally opening my eyes, I notice the white van parked right in front of the entrance. Before I can start walking, I feel a hard thud in the back of my head. All goes black.