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✔ SURRIPIO (kidnapped with flowers)
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Complete, First published Jun 27, 2018
We've all heard about the girl that goes missing, kidnapped in the middle of the night and disappearing with no trace. But have you ever heard of the person behind the call, the one that sends for help and aids the innocent once she returns? No? 


Well, this is the story of such a person, a neighbour of a kidnapped girl that lived the whole thing, and helped out every way she could.





*This is a short story of how people will always regret the things in the past. Leave a comment if you think there is any way to make it a better story!*
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