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the thunder flickered in the dark sky like someone was playing with the on/off switch of a light bulb. i sighed looking at my reflection in the dripping window. my black hair hanging down my back in a tight high ponytail, my bangs falling just above my eyes. my soft dress crumpled slightly from the way i’m sitting. my dark blue eyes almost invisible because of the storm outside. i let another sigh softly escape my lips. my little sister tiptoed in the room and pounced on me almost making me fall off the wooden hair i was sitting on. i looked down at my sister with my eyebrows raised. sara laughed and grinned from ear to ear. i smiled back and ruffled her shoulder length soft brown hair. she looked up at me with eyes like ocean water in the summer. the kind that you melt into. “let’s go to the park tomorrow!” she exclaimed. “sure, but what about the rain?” i asked wondering what she had planned. she just shrugged. the next morning i woke up at 9:30 with sara jumping on my bed yelling “park!” i groaned and got up knowing sara wouldn’t give up until i was wide awake. i did my usual morning routine which was taking a quick shower and brushing my teeth. i slipped on m y baby blue dress. it went just above my knees and ended in a ruffled puff. i quickly got my baby blue small high heeled shoes and ran out trying not to make sara wait anymore. when we got to the lush green park no one was there. sara on the other hand, was as excited as a seven year old could be. she let go of my hand and started jumping on the puddle left behind from the storm last night. i smiled and ran my fingers through my hair. i west to a tree and leaned against it. “hurry!” i glanced back. i shrugged thinking it was just some person at the park. “let’s get out of here.” it was a little fainter now. now i could just barely make out the sounds of what they were saying but it sounded something like “yes we succeeded.” i glanced back to see why sara was so quiet. my legs gave out. she wasn’t there. there was a note instead. i read it. if you want the girl back then we will trade her for $1,678,987. if you can’t get the money then you don’t want to know what will happen to the girl. the deadline is march 27, 2010. the haefhart org. i started hyperventilating. today was march 1, 2010 i had to get $1,678,987 in 26 days. that’s impossible. i might have had a better chance if i was older and rich but i was a 14 year old and probably wouldn’t even get a job anywhere. i got out my itouch and called the police. “hello? my sister was just kidnapped by some people from the haefhart org.!” i yelled into the phone. “ok miss tell me your name and we’ll do -- did you just say the haefhart org.?” a gruff voice asked. “yes! please just help me get my sister back!” trying to hold back anymore tears threatening to fall down my face. no answer… they hung up! what kind of a cop hangs up on people. all i told them was to help me get my little sister back from the haefhart org. something clicked in the back of my mind. could the haefhart org. be so dangerous that even the cops are afraid just to hear their name? my thoughts went to my 7 year old sister who didn’t even do anything and they kidnap her for money! then my mind went blank. all i could think of was my innocent sister who they kidnapped for money. i was going to get my sister back no matter what it took. i ran to my house as fast as i could, not even responding to my mom when she asked when sara was. i then tiptoe into my mom’s room to see if she had any information that could come in handy. i turned on her black hp laptop and transferred everything into my computer so that she wouldn’t wonder why i was going to her room so much all of the sudden. i was also trying to avoid my mom as much as i could so that my mom wouldn’t ask where sara was. just thinking about sara made a lump in my throat. i felt another tear slowing escape my puffy red eyes. i ran back to my room trying to ignore my mom calling me downstairs. “ok. i can do this,” i tried to reassure myself; even though i knew that me being me i would eventually mess up during sometime. i turned on my mac and looked into the files that i had just transferred. i guess i had been doing that for a long time because the next time i looked to check what time it was, it was 1:35 am. i had been doing this for about 6 hours. i changed into my light purple pajamas and closed my eyes but i couldn’t go to sleep. i must have finally drifted off to sleep because i woke up with the sun glaring down at my face. i took a shower, brushed my teeth, and changed into bright knee high summer dress. i took a walk around the park to see if i could find any leads. i heard two men whispering softly to each other. “sara walker?” i froze and hid behind a tree so that i could hear and see what they were doing but they would