KIDNAPPED By A Man In Black
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I came home from school one day and nobody was house. Not even my parents why were they not home. Then the phone ring should I Awnser it or not. So I go over and look at the number it say unknown number so I pick it up and they say. " I know your home alone and I am coming for you watch out". After that it went quite. What's happening.
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