I am your father... - Englishness 1 Storyzz
The day before yesterday, I met a strange man down the alleyway. His eyes glowed in a kaleidoscopic way and shone like the sun at night.......... (sarcasm though...) I walked cautiously into a deserted bus stop. The man was following me. He was right behind me. I could feel his sour breath stinging the back of my neck. Two seconds later, calloused hands wrapped around my neck. I struggled and pulled at them, but those hands, those terrifying hands, pulled me further away from the day. Stooped with exhaustion, I stopped fighting for my supposedly good life and sat lifeless in the back of a car, finding myself strapped tightly to the seat. A wave of cold dread washed over me. I was going to "I don't know where" in "I don't know who"'s car to do "I don't know what" until "I don't know when" and "I don't know how" I was ever going to escape this... Yes, complications, I know... After a considerable peri