A piece of life
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Last published Sun, May 31, 2015
Hi, I'm Chelsea i am a teenage girl with a little brother, Connor and all i have ever wanted is a boyfriend just to fit in. But when Connor goes missing I can't figure out who could have took him and why they did? Until I met the guy of my dreams named Billy. I thought that he was harmless but I didn't know that he was hiding something from me that could ruin everything!
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