Nameless

Nameless

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Annie Darringer's life was really going for her. She had amazing grades, which would get her a full scholarship to Harvard University, a stellar athlete of a boyfriend, all of her friends, schoolmates, and family loved her, and she won prom queen. Her life was great. Until, on October 7th, she found an old, crumpled up paper inside of an envelope in the back of her garage. Curious, she opened the envelope, and she could have never foreseen what would be right before her eyes that day.
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