Path to the: Unknown

Path to the: Unknown

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I can't think of anything worse than waking up one day in an unfamiliar place and not remembering anything about yourself, nothing but your name.... A girl finds herself in a place she doesn't know. A mysterious place which leads to something interesting. But first, there are many things to wonder and question about that girl. Why doesn't she remember anything? And even when she tries her hardest to remember, "something weird" happens, and she forgets that she even tried to remember anything. Why? Why does this happen? And if she was kidnapped then...how strong the kidnapper might be to pull something so powerful like this, to eradicate someone's memory to that extent and even prevent them from trying to remember anything. And If they are this strong then how can she escape from their grasp? From someone as powerful as them.... "Why me? What did l do that l had to get my memories erased? Why am I kidnapped to begin with!" But there is no time to complain. She has got to pull herself up and escape. But.. How can she escape from them and find something called "freedom"? Turns out freedom is a beautiful thing to have but sometimes it could be the cruelest- leaving no boundaries you didn't know you were supposed to leave... better left unacknowledged............
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-Blake- Rose stands not too far in front of the ring looking at me, her face is pale and my gut twists in ways it never has. She shouldn't be here, why the hell is she here? My hands drop to my side, the victorious feeling once flowing through me is replaced with one of dread. She saw me fighting. ------- -Rose- "Alright. Time for you to go." He says. I feel the pull on my arm as he tries to take me away but my feet feel like they are glued to the ground as I continue to look at Blake. He has a little smirk on his face as he looks over the crowd. A look so completely different than any of the ones I saw the other day. Then our eyes meet, and his smirk drops. He drops his hands that were just held high in victory and looks at me like he's seeing a ghost. The guard pulls harder on my arm and I go flying back into his chest. "Listen here, I don't want to manhandle you, so do as I fucking say. Move." He growls as he pushes me into the crowd of celebrating people. I do what he says and start walking towards the exit, but I look over my shoulder one last time before I'm too far in the crowd to see anything. Blake's hands are fisted by his side and his face is red with anger, his eyes are focused on the hands that are on me pushing me away from him. ----- I am the original owner of this book, please do not copy. Strong language and themes of abuse, mental illness and violence. I don't own any of the pictures used in this story. #1 in alone 11/23/21 #1 in strong 11/30/21 #2 in boxing 4/19/22 #1 in goodgirl 5/8/22 #1 in fighting 5/19/22

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