My Human Trafficking Story.

My Human Trafficking Story.

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WpMetadataReadMatureComplete Sun, Nov 12, 202335m
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This story will be about a teenage girl at the age of 17 getting kidnapped and going though things that could happen to anyone. One night she made her first Instagram and she starts adding friends and getting followers. It was all fun and games until this on man who looked about 30 started texting her and calling her beautiful and things like that. After the man got too clingy she blocked him and he got very angry. A few weeks later he somehow finds out where she lives by following her school bus and stalking her on the daily. After a few days of stalking he cruises by her in his car while she's walking to her bus stop and snatched her and threw her in his trunk and drove off. Will she find away back home or not?
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June

He was born as an adorable boy. He grew up to be a beautiful person. People would be attracted to him just by looking at him. But instead of pulling him closer, they would resent him for being so beautiful. When your own family detest you the most, there isn't really a place to go in this world. Yet he tries hard to make a place for himself in this world. And when love and affection actually start reaching out to him for the first time in his life, he is snatched far away and thrown into a pit of darkness. Lust paints his nights in rainbow colors while his soul crumbles slowly. Lust is not love. But can it give rise to emotions deeper and purer?

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