Write a story on when your mother and father locked the door then the phone was ringing.what happen afterwards.in 200words
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my mother and father just left the house. the silence was almost deafening when the shrill voice of the ringing phone cut through the air and reached my ears. I was in the other room, thinking my parents might have forgotten something and now were calling, i ran to the dining room where our house's landline was kept.
"hello?" I answered the phone trying to catch my breathe.
"open the door. Now" commanded a very thick and authoritative voice.
"who is this? Who do you want to talk to?' my inner self shaking on hearing the unfamiliar voice. my head making up situations which nobody should end up in.
"honey, don't. Do not open the door." came the sweet voice of my mother. i was bewildered. what was going on?
"Mom? MOM? is that you?' i was almost shouting by this point.
"Open the door now or your mom wont be able to see the sun tomorrow morning." god. what as happening? what should i do? i ended the call, breathing hard. i closed my eyes and urged my brain to think of something, something to get out of this situation safe and sound. i quickly dialed 100 and informed the police of my current status. they assured me that the will be here soon. i rushed to open the door. the kidnapper, held a knife close to the neck of my mother. Oh my Lord where was my dad? the pushed my mother inside the house and soon a third member of their gang came in with my dad. A part of me was relived to see dad however a larger part of me dreaded his presence. "what took you so long huh?" a mall approximately 6ft. asked. Oh, how intimidating he looked. "i was in my underwear, had to wear some clothes" i stuttered. "you better not be lying to me kid, after all your parent's life is dependent upon my mercy" he replied arrogantly. I crossed my fingers behind my back, wishing that the cops would be here soon. My mom looked at me, her eyes glistening with unshed tears, almost cursing me out for opening the door and getting myself involved in such a situation. my dad stood with his head hung low, ashamed at being unable to do anything that would get us out of this situation, ashamed at himself. The two big, bulky guys left the living room and had started rummaging in the cupboards, while the third member of the gang was with us, watching our every move. i soon heard a trampling noise, a wave of relief washed over me, finally the cops were here. however, in order to make the voice inaudible to the kidnappers, i started coughing, as loudly as i could. soon the cops were inside our house shouting an pointing guns, eveything is blur after that. i remember my mom an dad hugging me from sides and the senior cop praising me for my bravery. the kidnappers were arrested. apparently the police were searching for then for quite sometime. i was glad that this nightmare finally ended.
"hello?" I answered the phone trying to catch my breathe.
"open the door. Now" commanded a very thick and authoritative voice.
"who is this? Who do you want to talk to?' my inner self shaking on hearing the unfamiliar voice. my head making up situations which nobody should end up in.
"honey, don't. Do not open the door." came the sweet voice of my mother. i was bewildered. what was going on?
"Mom? MOM? is that you?' i was almost shouting by this point.
"Open the door now or your mom wont be able to see the sun tomorrow morning." god. what as happening? what should i do? i ended the call, breathing hard. i closed my eyes and urged my brain to think of something, something to get out of this situation safe and sound. i quickly dialed 100 and informed the police of my current status. they assured me that the will be here soon. i rushed to open the door. the kidnapper, held a knife close to the neck of my mother. Oh my Lord where was my dad? the pushed my mother inside the house and soon a third member of their gang came in with my dad. A part of me was relived to see dad however a larger part of me dreaded his presence. "what took you so long huh?" a mall approximately 6ft. asked. Oh, how intimidating he looked. "i was in my underwear, had to wear some clothes" i stuttered. "you better not be lying to me kid, after all your parent's life is dependent upon my mercy" he replied arrogantly. I crossed my fingers behind my back, wishing that the cops would be here soon. My mom looked at me, her eyes glistening with unshed tears, almost cursing me out for opening the door and getting myself involved in such a situation. my dad stood with his head hung low, ashamed at being unable to do anything that would get us out of this situation, ashamed at himself. The two big, bulky guys left the living room and had started rummaging in the cupboards, while the third member of the gang was with us, watching our every move. i soon heard a trampling noise, a wave of relief washed over me, finally the cops were here. however, in order to make the voice inaudible to the kidnappers, i started coughing, as loudly as i could. soon the cops were inside our house shouting an pointing guns, eveything is blur after that. i remember my mom an dad hugging me from sides and the senior cop praising me for my bravery. the kidnappers were arrested. apparently the police were searching for then for quite sometime. i was glad that this nightmare finally ended.
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