Immortal Protector

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The ropes cut into Ember’s wrists as she pulled. Pulling would only make it hurt worse and the ropes dig in deeper, but she was in trouble. The man had left her alone, but he would be back. She knew he would. She could hear the sound of his feet above her, and it scared her. She pulled and she twisted, but she couldn’t get out. She was cold, she was scared, and she just wanted to go home. She was in trouble.

All she’d wanted to do was go play at the ball diamond with the other kids, but he’d grabbed her. He was mean, and he threw her in his smelly old truck before she could even scream. She was supposed to scream. She knew she was. Ember knew better than to go anywhere with strangers, and she would also never fall for one of those stupid “Your mom is hurt, and I’m going to take you to her,” or “Can you help me look for my missing puppy?” or “Do you want some candy, little girl?” tricks. Duh … stranger danger. She’d heard the speech a gazillion times already in school. But this wasn’t supposed to happen—being grabbed and tossed into a truck. Then he hit her—hard. It was just like they did on the TV shows her mommy didn’t want her to watch, and it hurt. Her head felt like a firecracker exploding; she wanted to sit up, but she couldn’t. Her body felt like mush. She stopped screaming after that. Her head hurt, and she couldn’t see right anymore.

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