The Games That We Play
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I had a normal life. A perfect Mom and Dad. A perfect older sister. Good grades. A best friend.
I wasn't a mean brat like some of the girls at my school. I wasn't that person to hurt people. I wasn't a popular girl. I wasn't the one to get in trouble.
But I was a nosy person. I like to stick my nose into people's business. And ever since I was little my mom told that my habbits would get me in trouble. Boy was she right.
I always walk home after school. You probably think walking home is normal
It is.... But today wasn't.
Today was the day I see someone stab someone. Today was the day that the person saw me. Today was the day were I get kidnapped and never see my family and friends.
Join Katy Elizabeth Jane on her story.
Maybe you too will figure out The Games That We Play.
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