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"Mark, please, take me home." You whisper, tears coming down your face. Mark nodded and took your hand, leading you back to the car. Once in his car, your kept shaking. Have a gun pulled on you was the scariest time that has ever happened to you. You told him your address and once his car stopped, you ran inside without saying goodbye.

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