This is the final part of the three part series An Investigation of a kidnapping. This time it's from the point of view of the girl who was kidnapped. Enjoy!
“Tubby come here! Where are you running off too?” I called after my dog but he wouldn’t listen. I ran after him through the crowded street, calling his name, but he wouldn’t come to me. I wondered what had gotten into him, he was acting weird, I thought. By then I had gotten far away from my mother, but I wasn’t really worried until Tubby ran into a dark alley way. I knew better then to go into that place alone, especially when it was deserted. But I knew I had to get Tubby back, so I took a step in. the alley seemed to stop short in a dead end just a few feet away, but I didn’t see Tubby anywhere. Where could he have gone? How could a dog vanish into thin air? I reasoned with myself that there were people just outside the shadows and, with one last look back, I stepped fully into the darkness. I soon found out that what I thought was a wall was actually tons of boxes stacked as high as I could see. Maybe, I thought to myself, Maybe Tubby went behind that wall. So I stepped timidly behind the stack of boxes. But I hardly had any time to look around when two strong arms grabbed me! I let out a piercing scream just before I felt a handkerchief tied tightly around my mouth making it impossible to call for help. The big man carried me away and I saw over his shoulder tons of people come rushing to save me, but they were too late.
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