/Sorry my chapters are short guys. I'm a bad writer./
M dragged us to a room very isolated from the others. Wow, this place is big. But it actually looked, well, nice. There were two leather couches, a white rug and a mirror. I hadn't seen myself in, well, I lost track of the days but I knew it had been a long time. As we walked into the room me and Addy made eye contact, both nervous. I stopped in front of the mirror. It was horrible. My skin was more of a green than a normal skin tone, my body looked so fragile and thin, my lips were cracked and bloody, and I just looked extremely weak. Looking at myself made me feel so many things I just couldn't explain. But the one thing I did know is that I want to go home. While looking in the mirror someone grabbed my arm abruptly, almost knocking me to the floor. "WHAT DO YOU THINK YOUR DOING!" M screamed in my face and his spit felt like drops of acid splashing against my face. I could already feel my eyes tearing up. "umm...nothing." I said in the weakest voice ever. He slapped me hard right on my face and I could feel where he hit me getting a burning, stinging, red. "I'm sorry.." I said while wiping tears from my face. He looks over at Addy, searching her up and down as if she had just killed someone. "Sit down, BOTH OF YOU. NOW!"
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Gone
General Fiction17 year old Hazel Carter, a competitive dancer, disappears and everyone is looking for her. Including Eliav Taylor, her boyfriend. It's found out by the authorities that she has been kidnapped by a man they have been looking for. The search goes on...
