Chapter 11- Autumn

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I ran. Fast. I was tired; really tired. The corrodors led nowhere. I was stuck in this hell hole of a home. Its torture. My arms kill from the scratches, burns and bruises. Blood dripped from my head. Im confused. I don't understand. What do they want? Who wants me dead? Why am i here? Why me? All i did was a stupid dare, and it turned into hell! Why?

He found me.

"AAAHHH" The sirens are wailing at me, drowning out my screams. Im dieing. Im falling. Down. Deep down. This is the end. Am i dead? Whats happening to me?

My head hit the ground. Hard. And now, its dark. Relly dark...

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