Survivor: Knives of Hope

Survivor: Knives of Hope

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My life almost came to an end. My hands didnt even shake. My blood almost stopped flowing. My face was emotionless. But my head and my heart decided I still had a battle to fight. Hi, my name is Gianna and I am 15 years old. I live near my friends in my small ghost-townish neighborhood. My specialty is making knives. Not any normal knives, but knives with special abilities. For example, my knives can set others on fire, give heart attacks, or freeze people to death. My knives can also heal, comfort, or give people hope. Yes, that sounds awesome, but theres over 10 million hoglings sent by Dr.Fizzmick and they are trying to capture me and my friends. Years ago, Dr.Fizzmick had an arguement with my father and now hes after me and my three friends Tom, Joe, and Matt. Now we have to find a way to defeat him and the hoglings before they defeat us! Heres our story
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[Completed] [EDITED] *REALLY MATURE THEME* *MIGHT TRIGGER SOME* Jaxon Hunt. Gangster. Fighter. Player. Drug dealer. Jordan Johnson. Starting college. Sweet, sometimes. Smart mouth. Makes friends everyday without trying. And keeps Jaxon coming back for her. She makes him want to have her by his side the whole time and gets very possessive of her. •••••••••• "I can easily kill you. You don't know my life and you don't know what I live for. And you don't know what I do. So I can easily kill you with this." Then out of the blue he pulled out a gun. A fuckin gun. My eyes grew huge and held the knife tighter. "Get out." I hissed. He smirked then place the gun next to my head. "Now why would I want to leave?" "Because it's my house and I'm kicking you out." Then I placed the knife on his stomach. He looked down and then looked back at me. His smirk grew bigger. "Want to play that game?"... *highest rank so far- number 3 (08-23-17)* *needs tissues and torches later on* *Mature theme* *Cussing*

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