I’ve been gone for days now; no one has come to find me. Do they even care that I’m gone? I think to myself as I step from rock to rock across a little stream. The smell and sight of the tall, green, trees surrounding me, making me feel free and everything seem so fresh and new. Somehow I just had a feeling that this would be the start of something great.
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Lost, Lies & Betrayal
Teen FictionI've been Lost for years, and I've been lying for the majority of my life, and the last thing I expected to happen to me, did. I was betrayed. I'm 17 years of age and home is a place where I no longer have any desire to be. Making friends isn't som...
