Fake Nails

The woman reached out, soft pink nailpolish coating the tips of her fingers, to grab her son by the hand. She laughed, and the beauty of it brought a smile to my lips.

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Her nails dug into my skin, her fake nails making the pain amplify. I tried to twist out of her grasp, but the lady only dug her nails in farther, laughing at my struggles.

I was being kidnapped.