Kidnapped
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Last published Mon, Jun 2, 2014
Dear diary, I can't believe this. I just can't. I have always wondered why does life hates me so freaking much. I mean, yes I do some bad thing here and there and of course I am not a saint. But it definitely seems like karma only comes seeking to me for payback time. I honestly don't see my dear friend Karma making serial killers pay back for their sins for starters. No of course not, and want to know why? Because she is too busy making me pay back for God knows what.
Yes, I'm aware of the fact that I'm rambling now, but I just know the responsible for this must be that so known Karma, because I seriously can't find another reason for this to be happening to me. Well enough, I think it's time to recall what happened. You see, my name is Delilah Grace and I somehow ended up being kidnapped alongside with the oh so famous singer Blake Reid.
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