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Devil_Georgia · 01-08-2008, 05:48 PM

Emily was a seventeen year old girl. She was cute, had brown hair and green eyes. She was at an average weight, and a little short for her age, but that's what made her so cute. Emily was also shy, and for this, she didn't have too many friends at school, 'nor was she very popular.

Emily's parents were divorced. Her dad was a drunk, and would get abusive with her mother. Her mother eventually worked up the courage to file for a divorce, and a restraining order. She gained custody of Emily as well. Emily's mother was about the opposite of Emily. She was very outgoing, good around other people, and had many friends. She would goto bingo with a few of her friends every Friday night, and usually win absolutely nothing, but enjoyed going nonetheless.

This Friday was no different. Emily's mother had left her twenty dollars to order pizza whenever she got hungry, and Emily just hung out at home, watched some TV, and went on the computer to check if she had any new friend requests or comments on MySpace. It was around 6:30 when she finally grew hungry, and being the shy girl that she is, she was quite nervous about calling for pizza; this being her first time and all. She did it, though, not feeling like cooking anything for herself. When she got done, she sat and watched TV, waiting for the 20-30 minutes to go by.

Eventually the doorbell rang. Emily got up off of the couch, grabbed the twenty dollars that her mother left her, and unlocked the door. She opened it up, and seen the pizza guy with a square-shaped red cover with the pizza inside. She gave him the twenty, and told him to keep whatever was left for a tip. She took the pizza from him, and she was going to shut the door, but the pizza guy's arm prevented her from doing that.

"Wh-what are you doing?" Emily, with a chill up her spine, asked.

He pulled a bottle and a piece of cloth out of his pocket, and poured something onto the cloth, but Emily couldn't tell what it was. He knocked the pizza out of her hands, and covered her mouth and nose with the cloth. Emily put up quite a fight, swinging her arms and legs about. Slowly, the fight in Emily was beginning to die, as she felt her body grow weak. Within just a few more seconds, she was completely knocked out, as she fell dead weight into the man's arms. He carried her out of the house and down to the car as if she were an infant. He opened the back door, and threw her in. He quickly got into the driver's seat, and pulled away.

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The next part should be up tonight, probably.

01-08-2008, 05:48 PM	#1
Devil_Georgia Junior Member Join Date: Dec 2007 Posts: 26	Special Delivery [FICTION] Emily was a seventeen year old girl. She was cute, had brown hair and green eyes. She was at an average weight, and a little short for her age, but that's what made her so cute. Emily was also shy, and for this, she didn't have too many friends at school, 'nor was she very popular. Emily's parents were divorced. Her dad was a drunk, and would get abusive with her mother. Her mother eventually worked up the courage to file for a divorce, and a restraining order. She gained custody of Emily as well. Emily's mother was about the opposite of Emily. She was very outgoing, good around other people, and had many friends. She would goto bingo with a few of her friends every Friday night, and usually win absolutely nothing, but enjoyed going nonetheless. This Friday was no different. Emily's mother had left her twenty dollars to order pizza whenever she got hungry, and Emily just hung out at home, watched some TV, and went on the computer to check if she had any new friend requests or comments on MySpace. It was around 6:30 when she finally grew hungry, and being the shy girl that she is, she was quite nervous about calling for pizza; this being her first time and all. She did it, though, not feeling like cooking anything for herself. When she got done, she sat and watched TV, waiting for the 20-30 minutes to go by. Eventually the doorbell rang. Emily got up off of the couch, grabbed the twenty dollars that her mother left her, and unlocked the door. She opened it up, and seen the pizza guy with a square-shaped red cover with the pizza inside. She gave him the twenty, and told him to keep whatever was left for a tip. She took the pizza from him, and she was going to shut the door, but the pizza guy's arm prevented her from doing that. "Wh-what are you doing?" Emily, with a chill up her spine, asked. He pulled a bottle and a piece of cloth out of his pocket, and poured something onto the cloth, but Emily couldn't tell what it was. He knocked the pizza out of her hands, and covered her mouth and nose with the cloth. Emily put up quite a fight, swinging her arms and legs about. Slowly, the fight in Emily was beginning to die, as she felt her body grow weak. Within just a few more seconds, she was completely knocked out, as she fell dead weight into the man's arms. He carried her out of the house and down to the car as if she were an infant. He opened the back door, and threw her in. He quickly got into the driver's seat, and pulled away. ---------- The next part should be up tonight, probably.