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- Story Listed as: Fiction For Teens
- Theme: Drama / Human Interest
- Subject: Drama
- Published: 07/01/2014
Finding Hannah
Born 1998, F, from Florida, United States Minor Outlying IslandsToday was picture day at Hallis High school. I wasnt that worried because i had blonde hair and blue eyes and i knew i would do fine. The crazy thing about today is the photographer kept looking at me weird and looking down at some young girls picture then at me. She asked me weird questions. I tell my mom everything. shes like my best friend. Even though im popular i still make time for her. When we went to Starbucks to get some coffee i told her about it. At first she was calm, at least she looked calm. Then she started asking me questions like what did she look like? I thought she was acting strange. She said "lets go" in a hurry. On the way home she told me "pack your stuff when we get home were leaving for a little bit." I was shocked. I didn't even bother to ask questions. But for mom it was too late. By the time we arrived at home, the Swat team was there and police officals surrounded the car. It all happen so fast. She was handcuffed and put in the back of a police car. I was taken to the police station where they told me the horrible news. I was scared with tears in my eyes I said,"why am i here?" The investigator replyed slowly with," The person you thought was your mother isn't your mother, shes your kidnapper." I coulden't comprehend my feeling. My heart was broken, and i turned num. My mother or so i thought, kidnapped me at the age of three. Just when things were coming together my real mom walked into the room. She was the photographer. I didn't know how to react. She said "Elena is that you?!" I assumed that was my real name so i said "yes...?" Then she started tearing up and saying "13 years i have tried for 13 years to find you" I broke down i feel like im just hearing this sad story and not living it. I had no words. Then my real mom introduced me to my brothers and sisters. Before i left the Police station I spoke with my Kidnapper. She said "I can explain.." But i cut her off. Screaming at her with tears running down my face i said," I TRUSTED YOU. I LOVED YOU. YOU LIED TO ME. FOR 13 YEARS MY REAL FAMILY MISSED ME. HOW COULD YOU. YOUR A MONSTER AND I HATE YOU. NOW ROT IN THIS PRISON CELL FOR THE REST OF YOURS LIFE!!" When I got to my old new home i sat in a bed that was now mine. I cried all night. Alot of people that i guessed where my family came in and said "Elena?" I had to correct them "Hannah" but they still called me Elena. I wanted a new life, to get away from the reality i was facing. It was like i was living in some twisted movie. After of a week in my new house i went back to school. Everyone new what happened. It was challenging. My popularity went down the drain. Everyone started calling me Elena. My grades were failing but how could i concentrate. That day i met this cute guy name Jake. He was a rebel and into drugs but he had soft brown hair that went to the side and a smile that will make you go crazy. We started dating not long after that. When my real mom found out she was so uncool about it. She said "you cant date him, hes a bad influence and I wont have it." I said "No mom I wont have you. You think you know whats best for me but you don't. you don't know what my life was like for 13 years. Because you weren't there. Before you judge him check your parenting. I haven't known you for 13 years and if you don't let me see him, I wont wanna see you ever." Then she screamed go up to your room and i walked right out the door and met up with Jake. I was in tears and he comforted me. I screamed " everything about me is a lie!" He calmed me down somewhat then i asked myself why me? Why Hannah?.....I mean Elena. Cant I just die? Then I kissed him slowly but surely. I loved him, he was the only thing in my life that wasn't a lie. When I was in the door of my house my mother stopped me. She said "come here i need to talk to you." I sat on the couch and listened. She started " When you were born i felt soo happy about having a baby girl. I promised I woulden't let you down the wrong path. But when you were Three, we we were at the park. you were on the other side of the playground, I had my eyes off you for two seconds and... and... when I looked back I coulden't find you. Only a mother knows how it feels. I tried for 13 years to track you down by taking a picture with me from when you were three for 13 years when I photographed kids, Then i found you. I loved you more than anything. Thats why im so over protective. Because i love you and i just got you back Elena. You can date Jake if it makes you happy." Then i said ,"everything in my life feels like a lie" We hugged then she comforted me. The next day Jake broke up with me. I started to self harm myself. I tryed to commit suicide over four times... In a year or so I moved on but it wasn't the same. My kidnapper was tried in court and got the death penalty. I was sad but I wasn't. Later that day I found my moms diary. Being the snoopy person i was i read it. It said that my fake mom gave my real mom money for me. Approx. 100,000 dollars in cash. Wow. I burst into tears saying "no one loved me." I was just someones item. I was bought to be loved. That was the last straw. As soon as I turned 18 I ran away from home. Left my mom a note that she will never forget. I never looked back. Im a survivor. I was made to live. And live i will.
Finding Hannah(zoe) Today was picture day at Hallis High school. I wasnt that worried because i had blonde hair and blue eyes and i knew i would do fine. The crazy thing about today is the photographer kept looking at me weird and looking down at some young girls picture then at me. She asked me weird questions. I tell my mom everything. shes like my best friend. Even though im popular i still make time for her. When we went to Starbucks to get some coffee i told her about it. At first she was calm, at least she looked calm. Then she started asking me questions like what did she look like? I thought she was acting strange. She said "lets go" in a hurry. On the way home she told me "pack your stuff when we get home were leaving for a little bit." I was shocked. I didn't even bother to ask questions. But for mom it was too late. By the time we arrived at home, the Swat team was there and police officals surrounded the car. It all happen so fast. She was handcuffed and put in the back of a police car. I was taken to the police station where they told me the horrible news. I was scared with tears in my eyes I said,"why am i here?" The investigator replyed slowly with," The person you thought was your mother isn't your mother, shes your kidnapper." I coulden't comprehend my feeling. My heart was broken, and i turned num. My mother or so i thought, kidnapped me at the age of three. Just when things were coming together my real mom walked into the room. She was the photographer. I didn't know how to react. She said "Elena is that you?!" I assumed that was my real name so i said "yes...?" Then she started tearing up and saying "13 years i have tried for 13 years to find you" I broke down i feel like im just hearing this sad story and not living it. I had no words. Then my real mom introduced me to my brothers and sisters. Before i left the Police station I spoke with my Kidnapper. She said "I can explain.." But i cut her off. Screaming at her with tears running down my face i said," I TRUSTED YOU. I LOVED YOU. YOU LIED TO ME. FOR 13 YEARS MY REAL FAMILY MISSED ME. HOW COULD YOU. YOUR A MONSTER AND I HATE YOU. NOW ROT IN THIS PRISON CELL FOR THE REST OF YOURS LIFE!!" When I got to my old new home i sat in a bed that was now mine. I cried all night. Alot of people that i guessed where my family came in and said "Elena?" I had to correct them "Hannah" but they still called me Elena. I wanted a new life, to get away from the reality i was facing. It was like i was living in some twisted movie. After of a week in my new house i went back to school. Everyone new what happened. It was challenging. My popularity went down the drain. Everyone started calling me Elena. My grades were failing but how could i concentrate. That day i met this cute guy name Jake. He was a rebel and into drugs but he had soft brown hair that went to the side and a smile that will make you go crazy. We started dating not long after that. When my real mom found out she was so uncool about it. She said "you cant date him, hes a bad influence and I wont have it." I said "No mom I wont have you. You think you know whats best for me but you don't. you don't know what my life was like for 13 years. Because you weren't there. Before you judge him check your parenting. I haven't known you for 13 years and if you don't let me see him, I wont wanna see you ever." Then she screamed go up to your room and i walked right out the door and met up with Jake. I was in tears and he comforted me. I screamed " everything about me is a lie!" He calmed me down somewhat then i asked myself why me? Why Hannah?.....I mean Elena. Cant I just die? Then I kissed him slowly but surely. I loved him, he was the only thing in my life that wasn't a lie. When I was in the door of my house my mother stopped me. She said "come here i need to talk to you." I sat on the couch and listened. She started " When you were born i felt soo happy about having a baby girl. I promised I woulden't let you down the wrong path. But when you were Three, we we were at the park. you were on the other side of the playground, I had my eyes off you for two seconds and... and... when I looked back I coulden't find you. Only a mother knows how it feels. I tried for 13 years to track you down by taking a picture with me from when you were three for 13 years when I photographed kids, Then i found you. I loved you more than anything. Thats why im so over protective. Because i love you and i just got you back Elena. You can date Jake if it makes you happy." Then i said ,"everything in my life feels like a lie" We hugged then she comforted me. The next day Jake broke up with me. I started to self harm myself. I tryed to commit suicide over four times... In a year or so I moved on but it wasn't the same. My kidnapper was tried in court and got the death penalty. I was sad but I wasn't. Later that day I found my moms diary. Being the snoopy person i was i read it. It said that my fake mom gave my real mom money for me. Approx. 100,000 dollars in cash. Wow. I burst into tears saying "no one loved me." I was just someones item. I was bought to be loved. That was the last straw. As soon as I turned 18 I ran away from home. Left my mom a note that she will never forget. I never looked back. Im a survivor. I was made to live. And live i will.
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