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My name is Steffi. I`m 18 years old and a lot of things happened in my life. Well there are a lot of good thinks but also a few bad things. I`m not telling you my life sucks because I love my life. Life isn`t about love and friends and all the good things. No life is about having good and bad things. You know what let`s start at the beginning. Steffi is a normal girl. But that changes when she got kidnapped. You want to know what happened after that? Just read this book.
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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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