She stared at herself thinking about what just had happened. She felt tears forming in her eyes. It started to rain. Alex didn't want to go back home, she just wanted to die. Alex couldn't take it anymore. Her life was like hell. Everyone in her life hated her; her mom, dad, brother, friends, and everyone else. Alex started walking not knowing where to go. She walked a few miles a stopped in front of an old run-down motel. Alex walked in and got room 6. Which also happens to be her favorite number. She opened the door quietly. Alex walked in and realized the bed wasn't made, the t.v. screen was smashed, and the bathroom was really dirty. So instead she slept on the couch in the lobby. The next morning Alex woke up to her cell ringing. It was her mom, so she let it go to voicemail. She started to walk another few miles. And realized someone was following her. Alex started to run faster and faster. Then stopped and turned around to asked the figure what it wanted. When just then someobe dragged her into a dark van. She heard voices coming from the front of the van. She soon fell asleep. When she woke up she was on the side of the rode. Alex was thinking if was she was dreaming it or the mysterious figures didn't want her for some reason. PLZ TELL ME WHAT YOU THINK IF IT AND IF I SHOULD CONTINUE. THNX