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Taken by CrazyCupcakes
CrazyCupcakes
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17 year old Katie Mitchel loves her life. Everything is normal - untill one day. She is kidnapped my two men, James and Gabe, and is held kidnapped for weeks. Her parents are worried sick, and everybody is saying it's their fault. She is not alone, she has Carly, a student who used to go to her high school. In this book, Taken, Katie retells her amazing, yet torturing experience. OCTOBER 24 2015 - OKAY GUYS I KNOW ITS A BAD STORY, OKAY? I DON'T EVEN KNOW WHY PEOPLE STILL READ THIS. BUT I GET IT. IT'S BAD. I WROTE IT WHEN I WAS ELEVEN OR SOMETHING OKAY IM SORRY. NOVEMBER 11 2018 - Wow, almost 100k reads! Thank you everyone! My 11-year old self would be so proud!
Stolen by KensieC110199
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My name is Camilla,and I have been kidnapped by two strangers. I'm only in high school, are the police or my family going to save me before something bad happens? What do they want with me? Will one of my biggest secrets be one of the clues to discovering where I was taken? What secrets will I uncover?
Kidnapped [ j. g ] *Joey Graceffa* by MrsGraceffaxD
MrsGraceffaxD
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I'm Anna. I'm 18 years old. This is my life. I was kidnapped. Yes, kidnapped. By a dirty blonde, green eyed, man who wanted to keep me trapped. Trapped in his arms forever. His name? His name was Joey Graceffa.
Kidnapped by BabsMcGabs
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**UNDER CONSTRUCTION - This was written in 7th grade and I'm now graduated from high school with a few college credits under my belt. I'm fixing all of it.** A shiver raced down my spine and the air thickened. The other end of the alleyway wasn't far, but it didn't seem to be coming closer no matter how fast I walked. Humoring my paranoia, I glanced over my shoulder just in time to catch a fist to the face. I dropped to my hands and knees and stared at the ground in a daze. My jaw throbbed with each beat of my heart, hammering the side of my face. Strong hands gripped me and dragged me backward. We made considerable progress toward the other end of the alleyway before my dazed mind caught up with reality. I was being kidnapped.