Personal Narrative: My Car Ride

It had been a horrible car ride I was thrown into the back and tied up hands and feet in the rope that was scratching me painfully. I had duct tape around my mouth and heavily painting, my mind was screaming and the tears were still there on my facing but now heavy. I didn 't understand why someone would kidnap me, my family had no criminal background and we were good people. There was this man-like figure that was dressed in all black head to toe and he sat across the van keeping watch. Now it is all too hard to describe everything that happened was just in a period of 3 mins, but it felt like an eternity. The guy who was driving was going crazy, turning and dodging cars. I was guessing that we were at our destination when the car came to a holt and I jerked forward with the car. When I looked over to the man-like

Soon after that, the man jumped out the car, out of nowhere I felt two hands grab both of my weak arms and pulled me out of the van. This time I was going without a fight, I jerked around and struggled, twisting my body, trying so hard so at least get my hands free from the firm grip of the two people who had pulled me out of the van. I was screaming throw the cloth that was around my mouth and tears that soaked the blindfold. As I struggled more the two people that had me by the arm there grips were getting tighter and tighter around my arms trying to keep their grip on me. It was pointless they were much bigger than me and I was so weak, although I had a lot of energy I just couldn 't escape their grip. So I had given up on struggling, there was no point they had won and now I was frightful for what was now going to happen to me. Yet I still had hope in me to get out and run. However, as soon as I thought that I had felt a sharp pain in my neck and felt tired all of a sudden, I now know what that was, they had drugged me. A little after the pain I soon became surrounded by darkness, and it was now consuming me. I let the my body go limp and that was