Role Play Here

Well, some of you know my own character, Nathan W. Sayers. (YES, The member named Nathan W. Sayers is MY character, he's fake) but what you don't know is how it began, even before he was born, Yes, this is his mom's story.

Erm, it's inappropriate, sooo, I will take it down if needed, but the site has no rules, so it's up to you, miss owner lady xD

WARNING: CONTAINS INAPROPPRIATE CONTENT, SUCH AS VIOLENCE, SEXUAL MATTERS, AND MATURE THEMES. THIS IS NOT RECOMENDED FOR ANYONE UNDER 16, BUT IT'S UP TO YOU. YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED.

Slipping my shoes on, I sat on my bed, greeting my dog with a friendly "Good morning!". I glanced at my clock, and with a sigh, I got up. I sleepily made my way to my doorway, then to the bathroom. Knocking on the bathroom door, I grumbled "Hurry up Alexandra!" at my sister, who was once again hogging the bathroom. She shouted at me with her usual "I HAVE THE RIGHT" rant. I slowly turned around, rolling my eyes, then walked back into my room. "Jacky boy, How're you doing?" I said in a sweet talk voice, to my border collie. He cocked his head at the sound of my voice. I smiled. It would seem he could understand me, Funny, huh? I slipped into the seat at my desk, and took out a pen. I sketched on my "doodle paper", waiting for my sister. Finally, after 10 minutes, she came out of the bathroom with what she called "Perfect hair". I got up and walked back to the bathroom. I giggled at her stiff-from-hair-spray-hair, then close the bathroom door behind me. I brushed my hair, then tossed the brush on the counter. I stared in the mirror, examining my outfit. "Blue dress, white stockings, blue shoes, and a blue purse. Looks good!" I thought to myself, smiling. I took a curling iron out of the drawer, and plugged it in. I waited for it to heat up, then began curling locks of my hair. I slid a blue butterfly clip into my hair, and smiled. "Ready!" I said with a smile. I opened the door, then walked back into my room. I stuffed a thick notebook into my purse, along with some pencils. I petted the dog, then walked back out. I walked down the hall, and carefully placed my foot on the top step of the staircase. I trotted down, with a thud as I jumped off the last step. "Mommy, I'm ready." I said with a smile, greeting my mother as she poured coffee into her cup. She looked so pretty, her long hair flowed beautifully! She sipped her coffee, then replied. "Okay, Let's wait for Alexandra."She said. Shortly afterwards, my sister Alexandra came gracefully walking down the stairs. We all smiled at each other. Mother poked her head into the office, and softly said to my dad "Honey, we're going to church now."He nodded, not paying much attention, because he always had "better" things to care about. I grabbed my jacket, and we all stepped outside. Our car was always breaking down, 'cause daddy didn't have time to fix it, so we were always walking. We walked to the church, and stepped inside. As usual, we were greeted cheerfully by many friendly people. We said our hellos, and made our way to our seats. As our pastor got on stage, he began to talk about how the Lord will help you out of fear, but that's all I heard. I mumbled "I have to use the lady's room" into my mother's ear, then quickly walked out of the huge room. I walked down the hall, but got stopped in my tracks. "Hey lil' Diana." Mr. Nummon said raspily. I greeted him with a soft "hello" then tried to slide past him. Something about him always gave me the creeps, but today I learned why. Mr. Nummon smiled, Then he took my hand. I tried to slide my hand out of his, without seeming rude. "Diana, The other day me and your mom were on the phone, And I told her about some old toys I had for you girls, She agreed I could give them to you girls today. Would you like to help me get them out of my car, and put them in your car?" He said sweetly. I thought for a moment, then came to my sences. Mom had talked to him the other day, so it would be fine to just go out to his car and then to mine, right? WRONG. I agreed, and we walked out to the parking lot. He opened his trunk door, and paused. Then, before I could do anything, He grabbed me by the arms. "HELP!! HELP!! SOMEONE HELP ME!!!" I screamed franticly for help, as I fought the man off. I pulled my arm loose from his grasp, then took off running. The old man chased me. You would expect a 40 year old man to be slow, right? WRONG AGAIN. He charged after me, grabbing me from behind. I screamed, and struggled, but it was no use. Before I knew it, he had me in his trunk. He quickly looked around, making sure he left no evidence. He ran to the front of the car, and opened the door. He hopped in, then quickly buckled his seat belt. He started the engine and drove off. I kicked and pounded against the tight area I was crammed into. I couldn't stop thinking, What's going to happen to me, Will I die today?

To be continued.

 great so far

O.o dramatic  I like it even though im not quite 16 MWAH HA HA

xD Same here Siba.

Psh I ain't even 16 either, I'm 13, but like the warning said, it's your choice. Apperently you guys think you're old enough, and so do I, buuut it's not my fault if you get scarrreed ;D

Chapter two.

My heart beat fast as I stared into darkness. Tears flowed down my face, but I didn't make a sound. I was curled up, with my face buried into my lap. I couldn't stop thinking about what he was going to do to me. I lifted my head up to see the light pouring into the trunk, I froze, watching him. I tried to push myself deeper into the trunk, so he wouldn't see me, but it was no use. He grabbed me by the wrist and yanked me out. Holding tightly onto my purse, I tried to yank my wrist lose, but he only yanked me harder. I fell to the ground, but he pulled me up and glared at me. I started to cry harder, this time making a sound. I looked around, and it appeared as if we were in a garage. He yanked me one last time, and pulled me to a door. He opened the door, and shoved me in. I scrambled to my feet, and I tried to run away, but he caught me. The door he had shoved me through appeared to lead into his house. I knew this house way to well. My mother and him were friends, he'd always invite us over and let me and my sister play in his house. He lead me through a hallway, a hallway I once played in. He then opened a door at the end of the hallway. The door lead to a hard cement staircase. He pulled me again, down the staircase, but stopped to lock the door. He walked all the way down, pushing me down the last few steps. I was once again free. I stayed on my hands and knees for a moment, then stood up. I stared at the room. It appeared to have 2 bed rooms. I didn't know what to do, so I stayed put. He walked in to one of the bedrooms and closed the door behind him. I pushed my hand across my face, wiping my tears away. This was my chance! I looked around, then took off running to the other bedroom. I looked around, it looked cold and scary. It had a bed with only a blanket on it. It had a closet, that appeared to have many clothes in it, and it had a pile of other things. I looked around. I ran out after noticing there were no windows. I ran back into the big room, then ran up the stairs. I frantically wiggled the door knob, but it wouldn't budge. I dug around in my purse, looking for something to pick the lock with. It was too late. He came out of the room, with his shirt unbuttoned, and his belt in his hand. He stomped up the stairs and grabbed my hair, and pulled me back down. I screamed helplessly. He threw me to the ground. He then began to whip me with his belt. I screamed in pain as he began to kick me.

xD

At loss with words now "Muma Mea" Correct me if i spelt that wrong