Randy was making breakfast one morning when his seven year old daughter ran up to him. Her name was Missy.

"Morning Daddy." She screamed.

Randy smiled down at her. "Morning baby." he kisses her. "How did you sleep?"

Missy jumped up in the chair. "Okay did papa leave already?"

"Yeah he had to go in early but he told me to tell you that he loves you and he'll make it up to you when he gets home." He fixes her plate and sets it in front of her. "Now eat up for me okay."

She grabs her fork. "Okay daddy."

Then the phone rings

"I'll be right back." Randy went to answer the phone. "Hello" he said but there was no answer. "Hello" he said a little louder but there was still no answer. He was about to hang it up but he stopped when he heard something break and Missy screaming.

He dropped the phone and ran back into the kitchen. When he got there a guy was holding Missy as she kicked and screamed. Randy tried to get to him but he was grabbed from behind and knocked out. The last thing he heard was Missy screaming before everything went black.

Later that night

John got out of his car and walked into the house. It was quiet, which was strange. "Randy!" he yelled out but there was no answer. He went upstairs and looked around but didn't see anyone. He tore through the house and freaked out when no one answered so he called the cops.

Okay I know this is short but it's just an appetizer but I still hope you enjoy it.