An old man. Older than anyone alive, yet he looked so young. A little girl. As wise as an owl. Little did she know, the next day when she awoke from her slumber, her life would change. The next morning Rosie had woken up. Her house had been set a blaze. Fire fighters arrived at the scene. Rosie was petrified. She didn't know what to do. She was puzzled. She looked at her window. It was her only exit. Rosie's home was old, so there were vines that were growing on the side. The only problom was how was she going to get down without it snapping. She knew it was a long shot. She jumped. Hit her wrist. Face in a pile of dung. Then out of the blue, a man appeared. He told her to come with him. She obeyed him as if she were under some spell. Then it happened. When she got in that van, the spell wore off. She was trapped in. No escape in sight. Lucky enough she had been scrummaging throught his bag in secret and found a pen and a piece of paper. She had a plan. She would write in big and bold letters "help me!". Surely that would get someone's attention. But was it too late...

To be continued....