It was 12 pm on Sunday, and I was walking down the street distracting my mind. Suddenly I heard my name spoken out loud. Someone said, “Tiana.” It sounded like someone was crying and I felt nervous. Luckily, I was close to home. I didn’t look back; I started to walk as fast as I could, and I heard the same word repeated: “Tiana, come here!”  All of a sudden, someone hit me with a bat on the back of my neck. It really hurt! Then he grabbed my feet, and he dragged me to an abandoned, unpleasant factory. Nobody would go there because it doesn’t even have lights.  

I couldn’t see the face, but it looked like a man. He was very strong, and he sat me in an iron chair. He found a sliver sword and said “You are looking for this sword? This is the Sword of Destiny. This what is going to kill you. You must be a phenomenon like your family, I’m sure.” My face could not describe how confused I was, and suddenly he touched my face with the Sword of Destiny, and looked at me confused and screamed, “What the hell? Your face didn’t even burn.”  

I replied, “You are crazy and psychotic. What’s wrong with you? 

He said, “I don’t know. I must have confused you with someone else. I’m so sorry.” His evil trance softened to a look of regret. “I am so locked in with revenge that I have mistaken several people for another person several times already.” He let me go and I never saw him again…                                                                                                  

For some reason, I felt so bad for the rest of my life because he was frustrated. I didn’t do anything for him, and I left him there without asking if he was good or what was happening. I felt bad, I wish would see him again to get a proper explanation.