Kiwis and Cassettes (H.S)

Kiwis and Cassettes (H.S)

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"Do you always come down here? Ive never seen you before." 12 year old Sage asks "Do you always have something to say?" 13 year old Harry throws back He doesn't necessarily mean to be rude, it's just all he knows. Social interaction is rare. "I was just asking a question...." Sage trails off, shoving her bag of kiwis towards the boy But, he doesn't take them. Instead, he reaches forward towards his bag and pulls out his MP3 player. "Well some people don't always like to talk." he grumbles under his breath, popping in the ear buds. Sage, growing impatient, takes one ear bud out. "What was that for-" Harry says turning, but cuts himself off when he sees the girls face is inches away from his own. With the missing ear bud in her own ear. "Oh shut up. I just wanted a listen. Now would you like some or not?" She says, shoving the bag of kiwis in between the two. And that became their normal. Till one of them moved. And normal was never the same. Till one day. Started: August 10th, 2021 Finished: ????
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As I leave, the cold British wind greets me. I zip up my sweater, and start walking home. Thanks to my parents, I don't have a car. "You're too irresponsible for a car, Courtney. You can always save up for one once you leave this house," my father had scoffed when I asked him. I walk at a fast pace, hoping to avoid any random strangers lurking in the dark streets. "Hey, darling. What are you doing all alone in the dark?" I hear a voice ask. I pick up his deep, British accent. I ignore him, and start jogging. Just a few more streets... I hear his swift feet, and he grabs me from behind, pressing a wet cloth on my face. He drags me behind a building. My muffled screams are the only noise in the silent night. I try to break from his strong, yet careful hold. I wiggle under his grip, but he only lets out a sigh. "Shhhhh...don't scream...everything will be alright...shhhh..." he whispers. I feel warm tears slide down my face, and my eyesight blurs, and I stop screaming and escaping. The last thing I see are the swaying trees. Then... DARKNESS... ✯✯✯✯✯ 19-year-old Courtney Thompson hates her life. From her annoying stepmother, to her overprotective father. The only thing that keeps her alive is her brother and reading. She's always wanted to die, but after being kidnapped, all she wants is to live. Her kidnapper is beyond amazing. From the good looks, to his niceness. But that's what he is...a kidnapper. A killer. A stalker. ✯Will she fall for him, even if he kidnapped her?✯ ✯Will she find out the countless secrets that he hides?✯ ✯Will she escape?✯ Will she fall victim to... STOCKHOLM SYNDROME? ✯✯✯✯ © DorkaliciousDama13 2016 Please don't copy. This book is original, and it comes from a place called "BRAIN". Plus...you'll be in BIG trouble if you copy my book. I don't own 1D. (❤I Wish❤...)

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