Bound and Gagged

Bound and Gagged



         “By the time you read this letter, your daughter will be in my possession. If you ever want to see her alive again, you will do exactly what you are told. Don’t do anything you’ll regret.”



         “My worst fears have come true! Where could she be? I was only a meek man with a meek daughter. Why me of all people? What was I to do, but read on.” This was Mr. Jackson. Mr. Jackson, was a gullible man. Short and scrawny. Mousy brown hair with little blue eyes. He was not a rich or a proud man, but he loved his daughter. She, however, did not return his love. Thus, the beginning of these troubles.



         “You are not to contact the police. You are not to tell anyone what has happened. You are to act as normal as possible. You must bring $50,000 dollars to the abandoned sawmill. If you violate any of these, you’ll find you daughters head in your mail box.”



         His first thoughts, “Fifty thousand dollars?! Oh dear. Oh dear, dear me. What am I to do? I would need to pull a mortgage out on the house, but I don’t have time. Steal. I must steal.”



         Mr. Jackson stole. He had never stolen before. Regardless, he victoriously robbed several successful restaurants and mixed it with all he had, because he loved his daughter and he hoped if he succeeded in saving her, then she will return his love. He proceeded to take the money to the abandoned sawmill. Now, Mr. Jackson, with all his flaws, will later pay for this.



         “Do you have the money?” Said one of the kidnappers.

         “Yes. Fifty thousand.” Mr. Jackson.



         They robbed and killed, Mr. Jackson. His daughter was apart of this disgusting plot. She killed her own father, because she hated him. The reason? We know as much as Mr. Jackson does. She and her boyfriend, one of the ‘kidnappers’, ran away together. And were they caught? We have no idea, but what we do know is what little tracks they left behind to tell this story.



End.