Part 8

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Charlie stayed until 5:00 that night, showing Ashley everything she knew about writing. As they worked, the two girls talked. Charlie, very much unlike Ashley, had come from Minnesota with her dad just a few days ago. Back home, Charlie's mother was a writer, making her knowledge somewhat vast on the topic, much to the excitement of Ashley.

    After learning key things to help her, Ashley went back over her previous work and edited. It didn't sound as choppy, and had a good rhyme scheme that Charlie said would keep up the cadence of the writing for the reader.

    When Mrs. Burke had finally come home from a late shift, Ashley was sound asleep.

    Current day:

    "She wouldn't have. No." Ashley reasoned. Over the last two weeks since they first met, Charlie had come over to help Ashley with her writing. As far as Ashley was aware of, she was the only one that knew about her writing. "There's no way she did this."

    Ashley opened up Wattpad again, and looked at the story she had found. It was titled "Judgement Day" by TheReaper. Ashley went through it, finding only one chapter, where her poem was.

    This wasn't some glitch in Wattpad, or some prank. This was real.

    Ashley's words had been stolen.

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