My Clone has been Kidnapped

My Clone has been Kidnapped

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You know how rain drops are safe and hidden away in a cloud, and then just like that, the cloud burst and all the rain drops come crashing down, hitting the pavement. Vanishing after a while, and then never coming back. Until the cycle starts again. That's how I felt when I lost my sister. My twin sister. Like she was never coming back. Because now, she has no cloud to keep her away from danger. Until I also get kidnapped. It was the only way to be with my sister. And now, she has someone to protect her. Me. This is my story on how my sister got kidnapped and so did I. © Copyright All Rights Reserved 2014 Isabel Corretjer
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Six high school students looks like anyone else acts like anyone else but are capable of things no one else is. They learnt from a young age no one that means NO ONE can know about their powers even their parents and other siblings. It brings out the true friends and those who just want to use you. In the end, what do you do when your closest friend betrays you? This is the story as they try to keep their biggest darkest secret of what they are capable of and as they discover they're not the only ones like them... I am not very good at trigger warnings before individual chapters but there is mention of blood, cold abuse and parents divorcing. (But read at your own risk in case I mention something else. I am working on rewriting this story and when I do there will be the trigger warnings in the correct places.) (small teaser.) No one sees me. I am a ghost. I brush against the wooden fence. No one will believe it was me who disappeared into a fence and appeared on the other side of school. I stare at my brother. He made eye contact with me, confirming my suspicions. We both saw it. Whoever that was is like us. "Did you just see that?" I ask "You're that person my brother and I saw," He says. Oh no... Why then? "Wait! You're-" Completed just editing. (Don't be too harsh please)

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