.~Arabella~
I stared between the stranger and the little girl who was standing before me. The little girl kept looking at me tenetivally like I was some piece of writing or rather a very interesting and valuable piece of art.
At this moment I was no longer scared, but rather confused. I was confused as to why I was here . Looking clearly at these people, I didn't see any form of harm that they might possibly inflict on me.
So that was why I was so perplexed. This was nothing like I thought kidnappers would be. I thought they would torture me and do all kinds of dirty things. It is not like I desired anything terrible to be done to me but that was just something that I thought would happen. As I have watched so many criminal television shows and movies.
As I still lost in my thoughts
