Prompt: This was a special prompt with a Part A and a Part B.
- In Part A people were asked to write for 10 mins. about a traumatic event in their lives and to write Part A before reading the instructions for Part B.
- Part B asked them to go back and read what they wrote, and insert what their feelings and emotions were during the events they wrote about.
I was ten years old, living in London, England. It was daytime, so I was likely playing. Looking Canadian-born, I loved wandering around this strange (to me) city. So many wonderful places. I loved the big city parks because they reminded me of Stanley Park in my home city. This one afternoon I was at Picadilly Circus, trying to cross the street. Taxis and other cars crept past me, slowed by heavy traffic.
A man, older, maybe fifty, well-dressed, was standing next to me; a big wad of money in his hand caught my eye. I had never seen so much money. The man saw me looking at it. He said to me, “You want some of this?” I looked at him, shocked by the question. He grinned, then he hailed the taxi in front of us, opened the door and got in, pulling me in after him. I screamed. The driver, who had begun to drive away already, asked, “Little girl, do you want to be here?”
I shouted, “No!”
“Get ready to jump!” he said, and quickly jolted to a stop. I had the door open and I lept out and ran away before my captor could catch me. The driver, my hero, sped off, leaving me safely behind.
I was very scared and shocked, then relieved to be safe.
At the time, I had no idea how much trouble I was in.