Ooo, I got another idea. They've been coming out of my ears lately! Here is one story I'm writing just for fun (cause fun stories seem to last longer... If ya know what I mean). 
Hope you enjoy it! No copying! Please excuse any spellin or grammar problems... i did this on my phone. And be sure to give feedback... I don't get much of it, oh, and I welcome ideas for this... cause I'm not entirely sure what is going on in it. Lol! Ok, I'm going to shut my mouth now.
Hope you enjoy it! No copying! Please excuse any spellin or grammar problems... i did this on my phone. And be sure to give feedback... I don't get much of it, oh, and I welcome ideas for this... cause I'm not entirely sure what is going on in it. Lol! Ok, I'm going to shut my mouth now.
Edit: The idea isn't exciting enough for me to turn it into a story. But i'm still going to use it, so please don't steal.
Chapter 1
The leftover rays of sun beamed at me through multicolored leaves as I strolled down the empty street, struggling to keep the dog from dragging me along the path.
"Timmy!" I scolded the scruffy, white and coffee-brown mongrel as he tugged against the leash like a rabid maniac. He ignored me and continued pulling on the leash. I sighed in frustration and flexed my arm the held the leash.
Why couldn't my brother walk the dog? I tried to ignore Timmy and enjoy the scenery of the quiet little neighborhood. There wasn't anything special about it; creamy, one-story houses lined both sides of the skinny road, each having a patch of lush grass out front and a couple of rather large trees. The leaves that clothed the malting trees ranged from a rich red to a cheerful yellow, bringing a sense of energy with the crispy, autumn breezes. The sun began to blink out as large rain clouds gathered, threatening to wet everything within its reach. I zipped up my thin jacket.
I should head back soon. Suddenly Timmy rocketed to the left, jerking me off my feet and dragging me along grass.
"Timmy!" I growled. He halted and turned his shaggy, smiley face to me and cocked his head as of to say, 'What?' I huffed and pushed myself up from the grassy ground while brushing myself off. Wait, grassy? I thought I was walking on concrete. I gazed up and saw Timmy had pulled me partly down a long, overgrown alleyway. I looked back at the street then forward again before Timmy started straining on his leash to explore the alleyway. Being curious, I followed him down the narrow path with weeds and tall grasses covering the way; a strong wooden fence lined each side, blocking off the house's sections from the alleyway.
I'll just go to the end and then we'll go home. I decided in my mind as I tried to keep the dog at my walk speed. I could see a forest and plants at the end but nothing else.
In a few minutes, when we were at the edge of the alley, Timmy stopped so abruptly I almost tripped over him. His ears perked up and he stood as still as night, with the exception of his twitching nose. I frowned.
Did he hear a see a cat? Right in front of us was a gravel path, probably wide enough for a car, then there were thick woods on the other side of it. I rolled my eyes at Timmy and began tugging him back the way we came. But I froze when I heard voices. I must admit I do like to spy on people, have a bit of a thrill, so I couldn't help but crouch down and eavesdrop.
"-wary. You can never be too careful." A soft masculine voice warned. "Don't worry; I'm not stupid. I'll be careful." Another, more rough, masculine voice said. The other man sighed. "Right. Did you double check the... boys restraints?" "Here." I heard the sound of a car trunk opening.
What is going on? Taking my chances I peeked around the edge of the fence.
Two men stood behind a dark blue four-wheeler which was parked right outside of the back door. One man in casual, dark clothes was doing something in the trunk while another man in lighter clothes watched.
"Hold this for a moment, I need too do another knot." The guy in dark clothes with the gruff voice said, then he handed the other man a pair of handcuffs.
Something immediately clicked in me and my heart skipped a beat.
These have to be crooks! But all of a sudden, the worst happened: Timmy growled fiercely and the the two men whipped their heads around and glared right into my wide eyes. Not wasting one moment I dropped the leash, sprung up and bolted back down the alleyway. My eyes bulged with fear and adrenaline, my heart thumped wildly, my stomach flipped, making me feel sick, and sweat dampened my face. Unfortunately, I am not very fit, so Timmy quickly passed me and the heavy footsteps were catching up. Desperate, I grabbed my phone and began calling my mom, who was always at home. As soon as I the phone started ringing, I was shoved from behind, making me stumble, trip and fall on me face.
"Ah!" Cried as something sharp cut my knee. Still holding my phone, I began getting up, but powerful arms gripped me around the waist, pinning my arms against my side.
"Hello Shannon?" I heard my moms voice through the phone.
"Hel-" A hand clamped my mouth shut before I could finish my plead for help. The phone was yanked out of my sweaty hand. "Shan-" The call ended. A tear traced down my cheek as I watched Timmy dash around the corner, the leash trailing after him.
"Knock her out." A voice hissed. A sharp pain landed on my head and everything went dark.
