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In her sophomore year of high school her brother and best friend ignored her for various unknown reasons and her mom seemed to work 24/7 at the hospital. So in the middle of the year, she packed her bags and ran.

To where? Who knows. But she couldn't take it anymore. Spending her nights by herself, sitting at a lone table at lunch. It wasn't right.

But lets face it. Everyone loved her. They would offer to sit with her at lunch, asked her to hang out after school, but she declined every time. She only wanted her best friend and brother by her side.

Alas, the two boys whom she missed never listened. And thats what caused it all. The "Missing Person" photos stapled around the county, the endless sobs from her mother.

Soon, after 5 months of searching, the police department came to one conclusion. She had died. There was no sign of the 5"5 brunette anywhere in the state. Hope was lost. She was lost.

Family members wept. Close friends locked themselves away. It couldn't be true. She couldn't be gone. It was her. She was strong, she could handle anything life gave her.

But the Sherrif gave the final word. And you could tell he didn't want to believe it, either. He was close to her. She was like a daughter to him.

But wasn't she just close to everyone? All of Beacon Hills mourned for a week. They all attended the body-less funeral. They all comforted her mom, dad, and brother. (Although her dad barely kept in touch)

They never gave her locker to another student, in hopes she was still alive. Not a thing had been touched inside of the metal compartment.

But something was added. Of course, the outside of the locker was decorated as a memorial (which had to be taken down soon enough) but something new was inside.

A picture. Of her and her best friend. He placed it there, crying as he did.

He never forgot her. Neither did her brother. They both felt the emptiness in the house and school, eyes teared as they walked past her now bland bedroom.

Eventually, they both got over it. They were now used to life without her. They made a group of friends, they all stuck together.

There were a bit more losses along the way of the Beacon Hills journey, but none as tough to handle as hers. And when someone passed, painful memories spead throughout people whom were close to her, but they were soon erased.

Then her best friend accidentally texts her instead of her brother at the end of summer, and let me tell you, all hell breaks loose.

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AND ITS BACK AND BETTER THAN EVER!!

Kidnapped at Age 5 wasn't my greatest accomplishment, so I decided to take the idea and redo it. But instead of being kidnapped, the girl ran away yadda yadda yadda

Dont mind the cover ik it sucks but if anyone could make me one that would be amazing thanks.

Anywho, do you guys like the idea of this better than kidnapped? Please tell me in the comments or pm me:))

-Miaa <3

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