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It's been.. 13 years, 189 days, 16 hours and 20 seconds Since I was first taken away from my family. My pack. 9 years since I've lost my hope to be found. 8 and half years since I've lost my will to live. 16 long years of living. But then a miracle happened. I escaped. He found me. I'm now safe. or so I thought... Now I have to run.
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It was all fun and games until our parents left. Out of the blue they just disappeared. 4 years later there was still no sign of them, no contact, nothing. I was helpless, I couldn't struggle, I couldn't scream. He came close to my face and kissed my cheeks, "You're mine now" I was sexually assaulted. If it wasn't for my two older brothers and their best friend, I wouldn't have got through it, I wouldn't have made it. Then our house gets broken into and there was something so familiar about the man who broke in. So we run. There was so much blood, it was seeping out, covering my hands, covering my stomach. Is this the beginning, of the end?

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