CHAPTER 1

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The bright summer Sun's radiant glimmer reflects upon the clear blue waters which are held up by the smooth soft sands of the Bahamas, laying under the coconut huts near the palm trees on a hammock lay lauren. Her brazilian tanned body fit perfectly in her nude coloured bikini, her dark hair tipped with ombre wrapped carelessly in a bun and placed in the center of her head. Her dark grey eyes that has now almost lost its glow are concealed with her Vogue sunglasses. Besides her dressed in a full black kit with black shades to go with and a rifle that is visibly seated by his muscular hip, stands her body guard, jared. Her parents Mr and Mrs Silva who had just come out of the waters after jet skiing make their way to the beach bar to down a drink or two, before fetching the boys; Max and Brian then making their way to their family hotel. The beach hadn't been packed as it was just the early hours of a Tuesday morning but rather it was a reasonable amount of foreign people moving about. After taking a while by the bar and calling out to the babysitter and guard to gather the children and make their way to the limo that was awaiting their arrival, Lauren slightly lifted herself on her elbows to have a look at what her family was up to, the guard tilted his head towards his right, indicating that it was time to take their leave. She gets up and gathers her belongings, with her iPhone in her hands and her dre beats in her ears, she makes her way to the limo with the guard following close behind her. All eyes were on her as if she was a celebrity or someone of fame. I mean who wouldn't think that. But if only they knew the story behind her. She has everything she could possibly want, but she doesn't have what she needs, A mother and father to sustain her, siblings and friends to entertain her and even technological equipment of every kind to please her.An amazing house and all an average adult let alone a teenager would dream of having. Her life would be mistaken for perfection, or at least that's what they thought...

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