
This image kind of
reminds me of the movie
Up. Well one
day
my
best friend Lauren and I decided to get an apartment
together.
We lived In Miami and attended Miami University. We
just
wanted to be normal teenagers and live the college life.
Maybe
living the college life wasn’t so pleasant after all. Moving
to
Miami away from all our family may have not of been the
best idea. I mean we
moved at least 24 hours away from our
immediate family, so if anything
were to happen we would be
out
of luck; all we had were each other. Our first day of school
at
the campus was coming up about 2 weeks or so. Since we
were
new to the area we wanted to tour not only the campus
all
little bit but the city as well. While touring we decided to
take
a quick lunch break at Panera Bread. Something seemed a
little
suspicious when we both spotted this adult male who
appeared to be in his
mid 20’s. He has short dirty blonde hair and baby blue eyes. He was a little
bit below average height. A couple days have passed and we were still seeing
this guy around everywhere we have went. We were both kind of getting a little
freaked out. And of course knowing our luck he was in our first class on the
first day of our new school. He kept giving Lauren and I weird looks and weird
faces. Once again just a tad bit creepy. Lauren would always try to tell me
that this guy was up to no good. As we left the school we were walking in the
parking lot and we passed him getting into his car, at least now we know what
kind of car he drives. HE drove a convertible mustang. When we arrived home I
noticed a little red button inside of a box that says do not press only in case
of emergency. Therefore I never touched it , except for this one time. It was
late at night around 11:30 I was studying for my big test the next day until I
noticed something a little strange happening outside. I kept hearing a car door
slam shut. I darted up the stairs to wake up Lauren. I was screaming and
panting in all nervousness. I was having trouble explaining to her, I could
only seem to single her key words, like car slamming door outside continuously.
After calming me down we finally went downstairs together to see what was going
on outside. “IT’S HIM!” Lauren shouted. “The guy from lunch and school. He
drives the convertible mustang.” I thought to myself, what is he doing at our
house? He stepped foot out of his car one last time and slowly started to walk
up the driveway. That’s when we started to panic bad! “What should we do? I
asked lauren. Lauren told me to call the police, but by time they got here they
wouldn’t be any help to us. For some reason the “emergency button” clicked into
my head. I ran to the front door where it was opened the box and slammed on the
big red button as hard as I could. We felt a sudden movement we looked out the
window and we weren’t on the green grass anymore.. Its like our house took off
like a spaceship. All we saw was the guy starring up at us and run back and
speed out of our driveway like a crazy lunatic because the police showed up and
they started to chase him down the street.