Once Bitten

Once Bitten

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My name is Mabelline a name I've never liked, so I just go by Mae. I'm 18 and live in a country home far from the city with my mom, dad, and little sister. Everything in my life is just the way I want it to be, I have a happy family, lots of friends, and a loving boyfriend. My family may not be rich and I don't have everything I want or ask for, but I have everything I need. I never knew how easy it could be to lose everything in the blink of an eye. I would've never imagined an apocalypse in my lifetime.. especially one I thought was only possible in a fiction story. My life would never be the same.
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my name is Alexis... Alexis Ryan. people just call me Alex. I was kidnapped at the age of 5. when I turn 18 they are suppose to do something to me... but I don't know what. they wont tell me until then. I just hope its not killing me. I live in the basement of the house I am in. I stay there with my best friend Brittney but I call her Britt. she was taken by them at the age of 5 too. she's now 15. we both are forced to go to school. but I don't mind really... I may be bullied at school but I'm stronger than them. school is a place to escape this house. get away from max, Jacob, and lizzie and some big man that hurts us. we always try to find a way to escape but its now use. we have a window but its to far up for us to reach, even if I stood on Britt's shoulders. plus the window is barricaded from the inside and out. and the fact that we have tracking devises in our hips. oh and since the day I was nine I could never talk... why? well you'll have to read my story to figure that out...

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