Chapter 12

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I never found Mum or Josh. I never found a way out. I never found the mysterious man that invited me here in the first place. I found a telephone. I found a book full of numbers of teenage girls.

Full of hate and wanting to get revenge, I picked up the telephone, dialled the first girls number.

She picked up.

"Hello, I work for a modelling agency here in Hollywood, I saw you and knew you would perfect, we are only asking you this..."

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