This book was created and published on StoryJumper™

©2015 StoryJumper, Inc.   All rights reserved.

Publish your own children's book: 

www.storyjumper.com

Once upon a time their lived a girl named 

Wania. She lived in Gulistan Colony near Ayub 

park Rawalpindi . She was about ten years old 

and she loved to help others. Her parents were 

very compassionate people. They were always 

helping the poor and needy. Once they were 

going out on a walk and they saw a small 

kitten lying down with her leg injured.They 

helped her and gave her some food.

The next day Wania's family was going on a 

walk , when they saw a little girl sitting with 

some fruits in a basket. She was crying 

miserably and looked shattered. When 

Wania asked her what had happened she ran 

away with her fruits. The next day the little 

girl was crying again, at the same place they 

had seen her before. They tried to ask her 

again but the same thing happened and she 

ran away.

Wania followed her and said "do not be 

afraid of me. I am here to help you". She was 

terrified and frightened. She looked here and 

there. Wania gave her some chocolates and 

asked her name. She was intimidating but 

she said "my name is Amna" Wania told 

Amna that come with her to her house. Amna 

was scared but she followed Wania.

 Wania locked the doors. A shiver ran down 

Amna's spine and she said "what do you 

want"? "I just want to help you" said Wania! 

Wania asked Amna to share with her what had 

happened with her. Amna was intimidated. She 

was quivering and crying but she told that a 

year back I was playing in the garage whilst 

some men came and put a cloth over her face, 

everything went black.......

Wania could see tears drop from Amna's eyes. 

"When I woke up I was in a very strange and 

unfamiliar place. I was kidnapped. I started 

crying and yelling for HELP!! Suddenly, the 

door opened, I saw a shadow like figure 

coming towards me. I was terrified. It was a 

man, behind him were, five more strange men. 

I begged them to take me home but they 

refused and went leaving me alone in that 

dreadful place. I kept on yelling and suddenly 

the door opened with a creaking sound.

 A man approached. He calmed me down   and 

told me that I have to work for him, Amna  

broke into tears again." He forced me to sell 

fruits and bring him money and from that day I 

sell fruits on road side and hope that someday I 

will find my parents." Wania felt crestfallen 

and could feel her sorrow and pain. 

Amna told that the kidnappers lived in the near 

by house in the same locality.Wania and her 

family promised that they will help her. 

Wania told Amna to meet her at the same place 

at 2:00 p.m the next day.

You've previewed 10 of 16 pages.

To read more: