Stockholm Syndrome
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"Hey, you dance hot." Luke says, breath heavy from the dancing.
"Hey, go away, queer." Michael sneers, laughing at himself, he stops as he is walking over to a woman, and making out with her.
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Rape
Depression
Drugs
Sex
Torture
Crime
Will all be in this story. Please do not read this unless you're comfortable with these fictional topics, that I made up. They all exist but I thought about them and googled them to get my information correct.
If you do read this and get uncomfortable just delete the book from your library, do not comment trash about this book. I will take further actions.
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