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Beginning of one of my stories.....

The cherry blossoms fell softly as the tranquil river flowed, carrying small fish down stream. The wind softly sang as it blew through the trees. That was the day i was taken away. The warm air and even warmer sun the ground and grass a comfortable temperature. The birds were singing softly and the wind blew my hair to a steady beat. the sun warmed my face as the soft water cooled my feet. Everything was beautiful, even i felt beautiful that day. My small shorts rested on my pelvic bones while my bikini top felt weightless. My hair, messed by the wind, seemed blonder then ever in the July sun. I laid softly in the grass as i watched the white cotton ball clouds pass through the baby blue sky. The birds became quiet all at once, and foot steps in the grass were strongly defined. Ignoring the intruder I continue to gaze at the clouds, figuring it was just a busy body scouting the location for a picnic of what have you. The intruder's presence didn't leave for quite some time. Soon they took a step toward me. Ignoring them once more, I sat up and began to admire a cherry blossom that had fallen into my lap.
"Do you come here often?" the intruder finally spoke in a deep but cold voice.
"Yes actually, I do. I come here very often. It's just as beautiful in the winter." I reply continuing to admire the cherry blossom. The intruder took another step forward towards me. "So can i help you with something?" the intruder then took another step forward closing the gap between us.
"Actually, I'd like to help myself to you." the intruder said chuckling loudly.
"Excuse me?" I say standing up and turning toward the intruder.
"You heard me." he grinned moving closer to me. Looking into his eyes I took a step backwards not knowing what to do. His eyes were filled with lust while his body was relaxed and loose, he smelled slightly of alcohol. Cringing I searched for a way out as he moved even closer this time grabbing my arm. Pulling away i tried to leave by running sideways out of his reach, but his arm stopped me in one swift movement. Turning me around and holding me against him i could feel his heart beat against my back. Looking out toward the forest i realized a cold sharp knife was against my throat. His grip on my tightened, and I felt his warm breath against the back of my neck. "Play nice now you hear. A doll like you could get herself hurt playing rough like that." he whispered in my ear his breath clinging to the tip of my ear. He then placed his lips softly to my neck kissing it, his lips leaving their alcohol residue. I cringed in disgust.
"Let me go!" I say trying to remain calm.
"How about we go for alittle walk first?" he says more commanding then asking. The knife slowly moved against my skin. Doing as he commanded I began to walk slowly, trying not to anger him. The last thing i need is an angry drunk trying to kidnap me.