Chao

The only thing scrambling through my head was a mess of curses and prayers as three pairs of hands jammed into the compartments of my car, shoving, cackling, manic. It had been a careless lapse of judgement, a trail of unsuspecting events that had brought me to the corners of panic at an ungodly hour of three in the morning. The accident was on my hands, but what came after - the jeers, the persistence, the utter violation of privacy, at a dark patch of road right off the highway - shouldn't, have happened.

Those reports of abduction, those news of kidnapping, those headlines of murder, ransom, being held at knife point, blade scarring cheek, hands tied, trapped - they are real. They could happen to anyone, to you, to your loved ones, at any given moment. They could happen by some twisted turn of chance, when a daily routine veers off, in a familiar place, even very close to home. Normal situations could always get worse. I was lucky. Be careful, everyone. worth reading: link