“Who else knows about this place?” Hazel asks looking over my gaming system while Abby looks adoringly at my books. She is a major reader just like me.
“Caydon, Dad, You, Abby, and I.” I absently say while going through my mail.
One in paticurly catches my eye. I have not a clue whom it’s from. All it has on it is my address. Hmm, guess that one will get opened first.
I pull out a business looking folded piece of paper. I turn it around to see that it says: ‘For Sophia-Grace James’s eyes only.’
I look around to see Abby reading a book in one of the bean bags and Hazel playing Call of Duty: World at War on the Xbox.
I unfold the paper to read what it says. What I read makes my blood run cold.
Dear Grace, I know you are wondering who I am, I promise that you will find out soon enough. I want you to meet me Thursday, July 8th 2012 by the baseball field, behind the concession shack closest to the woods at 9pm Come Alone. I will know if you are or not. -Fury
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Grace is your typical popular American girl, or so the rest of the world thought. She has been through more problems and drama than the average inmate in the local prison.
-Witnessing your parents being killed. Check.
-Thinking the murder was put away for life. Check.
-Learning to fight like a pro. Check.
-Learning that the people you though you knew so well aren't exactly who you thought they were. Check.
-Finding out that you're on a list to be off'd. Check
This book is filled with more drama and problems than an episode of Pretty Little Liars and Jersey Shore combined.
And this is how it all started out….
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My Dark Secret
Teen Fiction*NO sexual content* "Who else knows about this place?" Hazel asks looking over my gaming system while Abby looks adoringly at my books. She is a major reader just like me. "Caydon, Dad, You, Abby, and I." I absently say while going through my mail...
