the silent game by awsompaw
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Last published Sun, Oct 26, 2014
the scariest thing about life is knowing what to do , and when to do it. this story is a thrilling story inspired by the hunger games series, by Susan Collins. my story is about a daughter and her mother, trying to escape the unfair treatment of the vitious shocker blade Inc. running in the forest meeting friends to fight this rebellion along the way. read, and enjoy this story of pure courage, bravery, and strength. I hope you enjoy. make sure to also look for some other books by awsompaw, such as the lost, who she is writing with her brother, bird boy 611. hope u enjoy the story. TTYL!!!
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