It's Only Fear
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It was dark now and people were beginning to leave the grounds. That’s when Ophelia was making her way to her car. She was in the parking lot when everything when black and there was a hand over her mouth. “Scream and you die,” A man’s voice hissed in her ear. Ophelia nodded. She always knew they would find her again.
Ophelia White stopped talking three years ago after the car accident that killed her parents. Her brother John got involved with the wrong people and they want their revenge. They will do everything they can to get to John even if it means hurting or even killing Ophelia. Now Ophelia fears the worst for her brother and herself. But with the help of her best friend Ian she will learn that its only fear?
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