Adriana's POV

I just turned 17 and my parents kicked me out for getting into fights at school. It was summer now, I was out of school and I was living in a new apartment my parents got me to start with. Its been a week since I've moved in, I had nothing to do so I went on a run. I had a usual way I went, I wanted to go a new way so I did, after twenty minutes I got to a alley. I stopped and looked around, no way to get out only backwards so I turned around. 

I saw a man staring at me, "Sir.. Um.." Then he started to walk up to me slowly. "Uh, can you stay.. Please don't come closer... Please." He kept coming closer, I didn't know this guy! He was so creepy. He had this beard and his clothes looked ripped, he had a ripped, dirty shirt and light blue dirty baggy jeans. He looks like a homeless man, then he was a foot away from me. "Be quiet." Thats all he told me as he grabbed my waist and pushed me on the ground. I was pushing him and i started to scream, "HELP. SOMEONE PLEASE HELP ME!" He covered my mouth, "Don't scream!" I yelled again and he hit me with something on my head.

      I couldn't move and I could hear, thats when I heard someone yell, "LEAVE HER ALONE!" It was an Irish like voice. Who was helping me? All I heard was someone punching someone else, "Get out of here!" Then I heard someone running away. "Are you okay? You're still breathing..." Why couldn't I say anything back? I tried but I didnt say anything. I tried moving too, I couldn't... That's all I remembered...