breathe 
Introduction

"Well, maybe it's time for me to go home." I look at the clock. I set my drink down, and grab my purse. I listen to the sound of my heels clack down the room, and I stop at the door. I look back to the table I was sitting at, and see my now ex-boyfriend, sitting alone with his head in his hands. I leave the restaurant, and walk down to the alley where my car is parked. I slip off my feels, and look at the blisters on my feet. "D*mn heels." I mutter, and unlock my car.
I hear something from behind me, and jump. I look back. One of the trashcans fell. I look forward, and see something. A man in a mask. I scream, but no one's there. 
"Shh," He says, his voice low, and serious. He puts his hand over my mouth, and grabs my torso. He drags me down the alley. He's strong. I can't get out of his grip, even though I'm kicking. My screams are muffled by his glove. 

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Author's Note: 
I know it's short, but it's a start. Feedback? I'll continue after at least ten faves.