The stranded stranger

The mysterious glance

        I never really had to deal with terrifying events as a child, i had a wonderful mother and farther who gave me all the attention a kid could want, and that is probably because i was the only child. I guess you can say i was so called '"rich", i lived in a nice neighborhood with security gates and and 24/7 surveillance, which is why no one ever suspected anything bad to happen, and i mean NOTHING. Which is why i guess no one ever kept a eye on us kids, they thought we were safe. Turns out, lifes a bitch.
It was a normal day, or at least i thought it was, it was 7 am meaning it was time to go to school (which i hated by the way.) I walked to school not because i was forced, but, because i loved to feel the fresh air on my face and the wonderful breeze as i walked to school, it made me feel relaxed. It made me feel safe, but not even the feeling of safe can actually make you safe.      
  As i walked into the freezing class room, the snotty kids, and the moody teacher, i knew it was going to be a bad day, but i did not know it was going to be life threatening. I took a seat and started the morning work when the teacher stepped outside to handle a phone call. She then came back in and told me to pack my stuff, my aunt was picking me up. Which i knew was not true because my aunt died before i was even born, which i tried  to tell her, but she would not have it. So i went to the office and tried to tell the principle but there was paperwork to show as proof of being related to me. I was confused but had to see who this so called "aunt" was, so i took a look outisde but before i could say a word, i was pulled, knocked out violently, and rushed to the car.