RUNAWAY AT EIGHTEEN

RUNAWAY AT EIGHTEEN

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How far can you run away? °°° Mathea Carson, A lost eighteen-year-old girl who's willing to do anything just to be found. She went on her little lost adventure as she runs away from her perfect life. However, along her path on achieving her to-do list, she lost her way around, but she immediately received help from a guy named Zack, the same guy she met at the plane where she accidentally hit her head. Zackary soon joined her wondrous adventure, and the two build a strong bond between them as they share the same journey. °°° "We can run... but we can't hide." °°° What they are about to discover at the end is unpredictable. They never thought that a runaway journey would unravel a mystery both of them been searching for. °°° "But we can discover things as we run away." "It's only a matter of what we are about to discover."
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