In the news paper

An ordinary girl in your ordinary town was doing her ordinary things, going through life gust trying to get by like the guy next to her. Malinda was her name. She had walked this path a thousand times. The little old woman in the corner bakery would offer her something and she would deny knowing she also has to make a living, and cant if she always takes her goods. Then she would pass by the meat market and the florist to the left, the little boy playing with his dog down a side street, than the bridge. Every day to get home she would have to walk under a bridge. It was small and made of brick all around. There usually wouldn’t be anyone there but this day there was. There was a boy around her age. As she walked closer and closer he didn’t move. She wondered if he was ok or gust trying to catch his breath. Still he stood there leaning agents the wall not moving. Right as she was walking by him, he moved. But Malinda was too close to him and he hit her basket dropping it to the ground. A little gasp came from her lips as the stranger stopped to look at it. He soon picked it up dusted it off and handed it right back to her. Both exchanged nods and went on their ways. Later that night Malinda was making dinner at home alone when the news cut off her show. She wasn’t really paying attention; they would do that even if there was an unnamed cat in town. But when she did decide to look there on the screen as a photo of the boy she saw today. His hair eyes jacket. It was all there. She scrambled for the remote to listen in. But all she was able to hear was “Now don’t be worried citizens we have this under control. We have a new type of weapon to use agents him and we plan to do so, but if you so happened to see this man at all today, please call the authorities. Again stay away from this man!” With that the screen went back to the show she would always watch. Malinda couldn’t believe it, someone dangers. But he was so nice to her. Malinda sat there for a while and then reached for the phone. She dialed the number that was on the screen, but she cued not hit call. No matter how many times she wanted to, she couldn’t. So she hung up the phone thinking maybe the little old lady saw him or whatever. She placed the phone back in the charger and continued on with her life. The next few weeks went by with nothing changing or happening. No new broadcast about him so she thought that they probably caught him and did what they wanted to with him. But still she couldn’t help but wonder, what did he do, how did he do it, and why? Was he some kind of spy or what? As Malinda was walking she wasn’t paying attention. So when it came to the bridge, she didn’t notice the man walking towards her. She gust couldn’t stop thinking about the boy. That’s when she ran in to him, the boy. He held out his hand to help her up. She stood there in disbelief. She hadn’t seen him in a month and here he was again! The boy held out his hand and said only one thing, “Come with me”