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THE LIVING HELL
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Ongoing, First published Nov 15, 2014
This story is about a girl who never really got to fit in with anyone. Although she tried she could never find any friends or anybody to talk to. She always sat alone at luch time and no one evr talked to her. She is in high school now and doesnt know what to do. She is getting haunted by her grandmother soul and is dissapointed that she is forced, by her mother,  to go to her grave and sing a song to her. Also she is getting raped by one of her family members, her grandfather, he calls her every friday after school at 3:00 and if shes doesnt go she gets another one the following morning. Her name is April Jhamelia Sunami.
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32 parts Complete Mature

Bond like any other teen, enjoys playing games. Things take a turn for the worst, however, when a game becomes all too real and terrifying. Now, he and his classmates are working to stay alive and escape their captor. ~ ~ ~ "We put ourselves into this mess. Everything we did leading up to our disappearances gave him the ability to find us. Before and after the game truly began, we determined our own fates. This was the game we chose to play." This story contains mature themes. There is strong language, sexual content, hints at assault, grooming, kidnapping, and death. If at any point you feel uncomfortable, do not continue or skip to the next chapter. I do not expect everyone to enjoy this story, I am simply writing it as a sort of homage to any missing people and know that this is one of the darkest stories I have ever written. Reader discretion is advised.