Belle’s POV
It’s another usual day here for us ‘rug-rats’.
Bethany is too sad to even speak to me after what happened.
In a way I’ve kind of failed her, but I’m sure she’s thinking just the opposite.
Anyway, it can’t be helped now. I’m not as concerned about Bethany’s feelings as I am more concerned about what’s going on upstairs…
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“……Listen…..Job….”
“Bonehead….”
“-ly…rid…”
“….time…need.”
“Shut up!”
“Getting….icious”
“….much..”
“They…..know…”
“Another…..”
“…hit them…”
“Hurry.”
“Yes boss.”
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This is just a snippet of the conversation going on upstairs. Their yelling is so loud, us ‘rug-rats’ can hear it from down here in the storage rom. I realize that if you were new around here, you would probably think that we weren’t paying any attention. But I’ve been here long enough to know that’s not true.
Deep inside, we are all worried, and we have good reason to be.
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Teen FictionLife is never perfect, that is something everyone learns. A certain little girl's life has lead her to believe that life is otherwise. This could be because her life is perfect and it stays that way for years, until the worst happens. In other words...
