I'll Be Back (1)
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Seventeen year old Vivian and a group of people had been searching for their friends kids, trying to save them from an evil source whom stole them from home.
While searching for the twin daughter, Vivian believes to hear the scream of a child from further in the woods, leading to a huge cliff. Vivian jumped down, going to search for the child before being knocked unconscious.
After waking up, she realized she was alone and being held captive. As the days drag on, Vivian feels herself start to slowly lose herself more and more daily as she feels herself fall deeper into a despair and craving for death.
Vivian, terrified of her captor, is stuck confused on where she is and just how to escape without dying. Her captor develops a liking of her, one that Vivian herself finds utterly terrifying.
Her smallest of hopes are regained when she finds a little someone who she hopes to save from the hell that was put upon her.
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Warnings:
This will contain graphic scenes, swearing, assault, sexual assault mentions, abuse, and blood
If these upset you, please consider going elsewhere. Otherwise, enjoy!
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This story is only here and should not ever be copied or published anywhere else. These characters are all originally created from me and my boyfriend, whom assisted with the creation of RJ and all the special things about the world.
Photos of how the characters look will be put in further in the story to help better describe characters :).
I am who made the cover and am who wrote the entirety of this story
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