Prologue

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" If lying were a crime we'd all be in jail"

As i ran down the cold dark streets of London. My feet splashed in the water. Yes,  i was tired but i had to keep running from Celebs men. He wanted me. He wanted to make me a doll and sell me to men for money and i would have to give them pleasure. I ran down a dark cold alley.  I found an abandoned tent by a wall and crawled inside i needed to rest for the night or a couple of minutes i was cold and sleepy.  I layed my head on the wall and closed the tent. I slowly let the darkness cosume me...

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