My passion is writing, it is something I have always loved doing even as a little girl. My dream is to one day become a successful writer, in the mean time I made this blog for myself and others t enjoy my poems and short stories.
Wednesday, May 2, 2012
Hannah
Hannah was sitting at the counter of the diner where she worked, waiting for the last customer to leave. It was almost 11:30 p.m. and that meant closing time. The lone customer in the diner was swarthy looking man with long dark hair that looked like it hadn't been washed in months. The man had come into the diner over half an hour ago and ordered a cheeseburger and fries with a Pepsi. The cook asked her if she wanted him to stay until the guy left but she said no, now she wished she had asked him to stay.
"Hey we are getting ready to close in a few, are you almost done?"
The man just looked at her and smirked, and went back to his burger.
"Ugh",she said in disgust, she really hoped she wouldn't have problems with this guy.
She turned to go in the breakroom, to use the phone and call the police but when she got there the phone had no dial tone. "Just great, that's all I need."
Before walking out the room she picked up a newspaper that had been left behind and read the headline:
Body of third missing teen found beheaded in an abandoned shed just three miles from where she and her group of friends were last seen; fourth teen is still missing.
Throwing the paper in the garbage she slowly crept out of the room and back out to where the creepy man was eating, she gasped when she saw he was not sitting at his table, she walked over to where he had been sitting, his food was gone and there was no money.
At first she was mad but then she just decided to clean up quickly and get out of there before he came back, 5 minutes later she cleaned up and was locking the door , when she heard a noise behind her.
"Hey baby, how about we do something fun now, since your all done with work."
She was about to turn around when, she felt something cold and hard, against the back of her head. A gun.
"Turn around slowly, is that your car? Get the keys out we're going for a ride."
With her hands shaking Hannah, searched through her purse for the keys. Once she found them she took them out, along with the pepper spray she always kept. Quickly she sprayed him directly in the face and took off behind the diner and into the woods. She could hear him not too far behind her yelling and cursing in pain, but she kept going. After running a few minutes more she stopped to listen out for the man and his footsteps, but hearing nothing she slowly started walking back to her car, when she got to her car she couldn't believe it ! There was the man standing there by her car waiting for her, he had his eyes towards the road, probably looking to see if anyone was coming.
She looked on the ground and spotted a rusty pipe on the ground, silently she crept up behind him and hit him over the head with it. He didn't even see it coming and fell heavily onto the ground.
Hannah dragged the man behind her car, and then opened the trunk. She loaded the man into the trunk of her car, it was a tight squeeze though since she still had the body of the missing teen still in the trunk waiting to be disposed of. ©2012Goldie
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