My Story by Mimi

Hi , my name is Miranda and I am 14 years old in the 8th grade. As I’m walking to school I look both ways , but what I didn’t see was the car around the corner. As I cross the street the car runs me over. I think I broke something. I yell ‘help!’ but none comes. I feel stuck in the street. Apparently there are hardly any cars that drive across this street, because I was laying there for hours. After 2 hours a truck drives by. I see them look back and stop the truck. They come out the car with a bag and a knife. I try to get up but I was in too much pain. Next thing I know I am in a bag in the back of a truck. After I wake up I start to take the bag off, but my hands were tied, wait then I am not opening it. Oh no I say to myself it’s that person. The person opens the bag and I see the knife in his hand. PAUSE ok for now lets call him mystery guy . Play. He takes the knife , and cuts the side of my cheek. I look at the blood dripping down my face as if I were crying blood out my eyes. I start to cry as the mystery person takes me out the truck to a strange place in the woods. Mystery man takes me inside the home and ties me to a bed in a laboratory. I look around and see many devices and sharp tools. As I begin to cry the mystery man gets a sharp material out. At least mystery man is dumb enough not to tie my arms down so I snatch the sharp thingy and jab it in his eye. He got so mad that he took the sharp thingy and. .. . .. . . . .
(to be continued)

Whoa good story, I deffinately feel suspense, rofl my username is Miranda

my cheek hurts now

Nice story!! ~PearlHearts14 <3

thanks i will post more

Cut me down my waist were I had been ran over. I cry As I watch him exit the room. I untie my legs and feet and just as I was about to leave I see his face in the small window. He sees me’s walk up to the door. As i open the door is see his face and the stabs me in the stomach. I fall to the ground i think to myself ‘this is the worst day ever.’ He drags me out the laboratory and back into the truck I go. I wasn’t expecting this to happen , but he actually took me to the hospital l! I cry tears of joy. After i stay there for about 3 days mystery man comes back to pick me up. He takes me to a orphanage. The lady looked evil and the man looked nice. They introduced themselves , first the lady said “I’m Mrs. Rogers and this is my husband Mr. Rogers.” I look down at my feet and say “my name is Miranda, Miranda Nickels.”