Blood, Guts, Glory?

Blood, Guts, Glory?

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"It's all connected, but it's not. How the hell does that work!" I screamed at the wall, my black rimmed glasses started to slide down my nose. One month ago today, my best friend had died. The police said that it was a suicide, I had found her lying in a bathtub full of water, blood was dripping down her wrists. They didn't look into it further, saying stuff like this happens. I tried to tell them I got a call from her, she was crying. She kept saying they were after her, that they would kill her. When I got to her house I found her in the bathroom, dead. Now I made it my job to find the killer, to get justice, for my Emily.
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my name is Alexis... Alexis Ryan. people just call me Alex. I was kidnapped at the age of 5. when I turn 18 they are suppose to do something to me... but I don't know what. they wont tell me until then. I just hope its not killing me. I live in the basement of the house I am in. I stay there with my best friend Brittney but I call her Britt. she was taken by them at the age of 5 too. she's now 15. we both are forced to go to school. but I don't mind really... I may be bullied at school but I'm stronger than them. school is a place to escape this house. get away from max, Jacob, and lizzie and some big man that hurts us. we always try to find a way to escape but its now use. we have a window but its to far up for us to reach, even if I stood on Britt's shoulders. plus the window is barricaded from the inside and out. and the fact that we have tracking devises in our hips. oh and since the day I was nine I could never talk... why? well you'll have to read my story to figure that out...

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