Heaven Is Just For Pretty People
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They took everything.
First our water, our food, our electricity.
Then our homes and loved ones disappeared.
Humanity is vanishing.
All that is left are scared souls trapped inside their own bodies trying anything to stay alive.
I'm Phoebe White. I don't have any water, food or electricity. I lost my home and loved ones.
I'm trapped inside my body doing anything to survive.
I'm Phoebe White.
This is my story.
To everyone who is reading this.
Please, get me out of here.
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