I watched her squirm in my grasp.
Her ivory skin, smooth, unblemished, innocent...
I smiled at her, but apperently my friendliness was unwelcome because she tried to scream again.
Good thing I silenced her in the hallway with the gag. I made sure it was the pink one, no doubt her favorite color. It had always been Charlotte's favorite...
My dead daughter... Killed by a reckless driver when she was walking home from school! Her best friend's father had run her over while taking his own daughter home!
I spit on the sidewalk, and clutched the girl's elbow tighter as I crossed to my car. I opened the back door and pushed her in, leaving the gag inside her mouth.
I heard doors slam, and shouts erupted from the school building, begging me to stop.
As if I would!
I looked at the shivering child in the back seat, grinning and laughing to myself at the thought of what would come.
"Little girl," I whispered, "You haven't seen anything yet!"
I charged out of the parking spot, leaping over the speed bump and crashing on to the road as I watched teachers frantically pull out cellphones and chase after me.
'It's a tad too late to save her now,' I thought, 'Because now that I have my revenge in hand, there's no way anyone's getting her back!'