Taken By Them
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Getting taken was never our plan. Meeting them wasn't so much of one either. What if one day you were with your bestfriend in the entire world. Safe, sound, protected.
Then the next moment your taken and shoved in a place where you didn't know anyone else. That safe protected bubble popped.
Would you kill yourself?
It wouldn't be that easy.
Watched every second of everyday. You knew not to make a mistake.
They weren't mean, protective maybe.
"Who knew why we got taken."
'Was my bestfriend even taken?"
"Am I even safe?"
Those were the questions running through Kaitlynn and Nicole's heads.
What would you do, if you were taken by them?
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