I would like to dedicate this book to thanks for giving me the inspiration for this book! Btw you read her book, Nothing.

I don't understand. It had been a completely ordinary day with no signs of strangers. Until I got kidnapped.

I was in ballet class when I asked to go to the bathroom. I walked out the door and down to the bakery. (our dance studio doesn't have running water, and the closest bathroom is at the bakery.) Anyways, I was walking to the bakery, my ballet shoes still on, when a blue mustang started tailing me. I tried to ignore it even though I was scared to death, but it just kept following.

I started to walk faster, and the car stopped. I turned around, watching the four boys get out of the car and follow me. I turned back around and started running.

"Get her! Bob will kill us if we lose her!" One yelled.

They all started chasing me, calling for me to come back and saying nasty things.

One caught up to me and grabbed my arm. I tried to pull away, but he was too strong.

"Help! Please someone help!" I tried screaming, but by then the rest of them caught up and gagged me.

One who had a lot of rings, walked up to me and said,"Nice work guys." He wound back his fist and punched me in the face.

I struggled against their hold, but they only laughed and stuffed me in a sack. They picked me up and started running, jostling me in the process. I heard the back of a car open and they threw me inside. The car took off and my asthma started to kick in. The last thing I remember is blackness.

When I came to, I heard the car door open and close. A bright light blinded me from after being in the dark trunk. The glow of the sun through the sack.

Some one grabbed me and I started to squirm and scream, but they only came out as muffled cries.

I didn't give up though, I kept screaming and yelling for help, struggling against their grip.

"Hey!" I heard someone yell.

The people kidnapping me started running.

"Hey! Get back here!" the person yelled again. I heard someone running towards us. "Sodapop! Darry! Come quick."

"Shoot man, let's get outa' here!" one of my kidnappers yelled.

The hands suddenly disappeared beneath me and I was falling to the ground. My head bounced off the ground and all the voices around my got hard to concentrate on.

Someone untied the sack and pulled me out. The sun blinded me as the people around me gasp.

"Her head!" one yelled.

"It'll be fine, let's get her outa' here so I can stitch her up,"another one said.

"Darry," said the first voice that chased away the kidnappers. "look at her cheek. Doesn't it look like..."

"Yah, it sure does buddy. But we can deal with that later. We gotta get her back to our place so I can fix her head."

My vision cleared up of the blood from my head and I saw for the first time my rescuers.