(Warning: I got carried away and it doesn’t really follow the prompt 😅, also trigger warning for kidnapping)

I am walking. Walks are very peaceful, my favorite activity. I wish I had someone here to walk with me. Although being alone is sometimes better. A car is approaching me but it just goes right past me. I couldn’t hear it so it didn’t interrupt my peace anyway.

Another car approaches. It doesn’t go past. I walk faster as the black suv continues behind me. It pulls into a parking lot nearby. I wonder if all the nightmares of young women like me is my reality now. I look back to see a big burly man get out of the suv. He has a scraggly beard and he’s looking right at me.

I attempt to get to the grocery store before he can reach me but I don’t think I can. He’s getting closer and closer and I’m walking faster and faster.

He’s only a few yards away.

Now he’s a yard closer.

And closer.

And closer.

Until he’s only a few feet away. I am running by this point, but so is he. I try to scream. My mouth is covered. I try to run. I’m off my feet. I try to kick or punch or fight back. He’s holding me still and he overpowers me.

I’m being carried back to his suv. I’m sobbing, panicking, hysterical. I can’t fight off this man and I can’t accept my reality. I think I’m blacking out from the adrenaline and shock.

I feel the force of hard, cold, floor slamming against my body. Or maybe I’m slamming against the floor. I can’t tell I feel as though I’m floating even though I was just on the ground. One second I’m living a peaceful life and the next is a different kind of peace. A drugged peace.