Answer: All right, I'll try :)
As I heard a faint quiet whisper by my ear that said, "Don't move, or make a sound or I'll kill you," out of fear, my knees went limp as I almost fell, I was shaking vigorously. I thought, "I'm in danger, I need to run NOW."
As I felt the kidnapper's hand going somewhere in his pocket looking for something, I shoved his hand out of the way and started running down the road as my pants cuffs got wet.
The street lights were turning on as he ran behind me. I heard the kidnapper getting closer and closer, increasing in speed. I heard a car driving over the puddles of water making a splash sound. Slamming on the breaks, the car's door opened. 2 men ran out of the car with black masks and gloves coming out with a white cloth that was crumbled in one's hand. A pocket knife and bag in the other hoodied man's hands.
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Approaching a grove of trees, I ran for cover. It had started raining, everything was moist. The grass was brushing up against my knees, and mosquitoes were everywhere. Still, a few nips on the neck were certainly better than being trapped in the clutches of some thugs.
The excited footsteps of the men echoed behind me. It was almost 11:00 pm now, and my parents were definitely wondering where I was. No-one was out walking this late, so I couldn't call out for help. I didn't have my phone. Hiding behind the thick oak tree I had chosen, I dared not make a sound, lest attract the three men.
In the distance, however, I heard a faint bark. A stray dog! This one looked like a large German Shepherd, its large black back draped over its golden body. I couldn't make it out clearly, but it looked to be... coming towards me?
The men could hear the plodding steps of the animal. Thinking it to be me, they ran towards the sound, gnashing their way through the brambles of the forest.
As soon as they got within distance of the dog, it snapped. I mean, the shepherd went absolutely BERSERK. It jumped what seemed like 10 feet onto an attacker's face, relentlessly mauling his flesh away. The other goons were trying to grab the dog, and pull it away, but it wasn't budging.
I plunged into horror as I saw one of them pulling out his pocket knife to stab the dog, and this is when I knew I had to do something.
Sneaking up behind him, I pulled him backwards, onto the wet grass. The mud cushioned his fall, but he was helpless as for now. The others noticed, and took their attention away from the animal and trained their eyes onto me, the real deal.
Coming over with their wicked smiles, trying to avoid tripping on the multitude of tree roots, they didn't look at the dog even once. Big mistake for them.
The dog instantly jumped up and clawed at BOTH of the mens' necks, causing deep gashes, and the men instantly went down. It looked like the claws hit some major arteries.
Even with these people being so evil as to try to kidnap me, I didn't want them to die in a murky grove. I pulled out a smartphone from one of the unconscious men's pockets, and dialed 911. After about 50 seconds, an ambulance was blaring to us (I didn't know we were so close to a hospital!)
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Now, can you think of a fitting ending? and pls give me brainiest lol :)
