Long live the queen
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Ongoing6m
Last published Fri, Apr 24, 2015
I’ve been in a foster home, for years. When I was in fourth grade my parents got into a car crash on their way to pick me up from school. I can still remember it like it was yesterday. It happened at an intersection; He wasn’t paying attention and ran a red light. I can help but believe that it was entirely my fault. The school got a call and they didn’t even tell me what happened. They just said that somebody was going to pick me up and take me to a home where I won’t be alone. I was too young to understand what they meant, but now I understand. A car picked me up in the car was a strange lady. She took me to a big house. There were seven other girls. All of us were around the same age. They never liked me, but then again nobody really did.
My name is Chloe McQueen and this is my story.
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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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