This is a really stupid story, I'm changing it sometime eventually.
llllllllllAkane was a little girl with long, black hair. She was born to parents who were opposites. Her mother was a very cautious woman who was a bit sexist and thought women were constantly superior to men. She was also shy. Her father was a funny man with a good sense of humor who was more bold. He was more leniant and less worried about simple things. Her mother and father were going to get married but her mother wanted to keep her name and not even hyphenate it with her father's.
llllllllllAs time went on, Akane grew. Her first word was "dada" but her mother did not think it important and never told her what her first words were. She was never told that she was German nor that her father was a pure German; she only knew that she was English and Irish. As she continued to grow older she began to realize that her mother was keeping facts about her father from her. She began disliking her mother more and more because of this. She grew to love her father more and continually told her mother that she hated her.
llllllllllAkane had a few friends but not many. She appealed to less friends with stronger connections than more friends and weaker conversations. She never had any bullies on her tail throughout elementary school but once she aquired the ability to step up to middle school she found a fat girl that harassed her verbally. Her name was Ashleigh. She was the fattest kid at school and insisted on beating ppl up through their emotions. Akane also discovered a girl who was very strange. Her name was Jordana and she seemed to Akane to have a mental disorder. She was very disorganized and needed special attention from the teachers. Fortunately Jordana was only in 3 of Akane's classes: Religion, Science, and Spanish; 2 of her favorite subjects and her least favorite of all.
llllllllllBy the time of her 13 year-old Christmas, Akane had been lost for 3 months. One day in fall she had been playing in the leaves that were in the fields at her dad's house. She was set to the job of raking them into the tall weeds and out of the pathways. Her father was raking the leaves on his large lawn into a big pile that he would let Akane jump in when she finished.
llllllllllIn the field, Akane was raking a group of red and orange leaves into the bushes when she heard a voice mumbling something from a nearby tree. She froze and looked at the tree with a slghtly horror-struck face. She slowly and, what seemed to her, quietly began slowly and cautiously walking back to her father's house, looking at the tree about every 5 steps. Soon the voice jumped to the bush she had raked the leaves into and she began to walk slightly faster.
llllllllllBy the time she had made it to the fork in the path and took the left one toward home, the voice seemed to be coming from the very tall and steep hill a ways away to her left, on the edge of the field's entrance. She began jogging and pretended to be trying to work out, but she knew what this following voice meant; someone was following her, and not only that but trying to capture her. For what reason she did not know but she knew it wouldn't be good. She started running and immediately after began sprinting toward her father's house. She heard the voice behind her and dashed faster, terrified, but tripped after feeling something tugging her leg. She looked back but didn't see anything. She could feel the grip of what seemed to be a hand and her eyes widened as she realized what might happen to her if she did not work fast. She yelled and loud as she could to her father, knowing that he would surely hear her.
llllllllllAt the house, her father did hear the yelling and dropped his rake, running to the source.
llllllllllBy the time he arrived in the fields, all he could find were the tracks from her dragged body and the rake she had dropped when she was carried off.
llllllllllHe called the police but they had nothing to go on; all they could do was put up pictures of her, send a broadcast out by radio waves, and put her face and name in the news.
llllllllllHer friends weeped and her family joined as they all mourned their loss.
llllllllllFrom this day forward, untill she is found, her family puts a picture of her face on their Christmas tree as the star at the top.
