The 5

The 5

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Ongoing7m

Last published Sun, Nov 8, 2015

friends highschool kidnapped missing mystery

Hi I'm Ashley, I'm 16 and was once part of what most people call today The 5 So this is my story on how me and my friends became The 5

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