"Get in the damn car!" he bellowed at me as he dragged me, kicking and screaming, my voice echoing down the empty streets and woods. The man put his hand over my mouth to muffle the sounds, but I saw my chance and bit down as hard as I could. He merely flinched and got even angrier. Raising his other thick, calloused hand, he slapped my face with such a force that my eyes were b with tears. Although, they were already teary from the fact that I was being taken away. Making a fist in my hair, he brought his lips dangerously close to my ear. 

"Either you shut your mouth, or I'll slice it off," he said in a low, threatening tone. I didn't want anything to happen to me, but I knew better than to not listen to him when he made that promise. I stopped squirming and forced my body to become less tense. 

"That's a good girl," he said with a twisted smile. "Now, get in the car and don't move or talk until I tell you to."

He still didn't let go of me, but his hold was much looser than before. 

The stranger put me in the back of the car, on the floor and covered me with a blanket so I couldn't be seen. The car ride was long and I didn't know where we were going. 

Why is this happening? I want mommy and daddy I thought sadly.