Trapped
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- Parts 7
MatureOngoing1h 6m
Last published Wed, Jun 2, 2021
(15+) Mat's life is a bit complicated right now. They are returning from winter break of 11th grade. They moved back to Georgia from London after 7th grade after living there for 5 years, and are determined to carry the world on their shoulders. But what will change when they are locked underground during a hurricane with their classmates and closest friends? When will they be freed? I guess you'll have to read to find out!
TW: Mature Content/Language, Depression, Self Harm, Harassment, Violence, Death(NO suicide).
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