There was a knock on the door. Soon, the door was broken down, and screaming came from the living room. You peered from the top of the stairs stealthily. 

“Where’s my money?” The guy screamed. There were so many men with guns. 

“We had a deal.. my money.. or I get one of your daughters.” He smirked.

You were terrified. You immediately ran back upstairs, grabbed your sister, and told her. Our father had obviously been involved in mafia activity. 

Dad begged for us not to be taken, but the stranger made up his mind. “I’ll pick whoever I see fit.” He said it aggressively. 

You and your sister tried to run out the door, but she was too scared, leaving only you trying to sprint and escape. The stranger grabbed you by the waist. 

“Where are you going, sweetheart?” He leaned into your face, staring into your eyes.