Fighter
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Hello, I'm Hannah, I'm 18. I was 16 years old when my had got diagnosed with a brain tumour and is sadly at home weak. The doctors said they've never saw anything like it... I have a little brother Bradley. This group called 'the company' are trying to kidnap him because apparently he can 'change the world.' He can't, he's a normal human being. My mum for 8 years have been trying to take them down, but since she got diagnosed, she can't. Now it's my job, to keep my brother safe, my mother healthy and to take the company down. Follow me on my journey as I try take down the company and twist and turns head my way...
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my name is Alexis... Alexis Ryan. people just call me Alex. I was kidnapped at the age of 5. when I turn 18 they are suppose to do something to me... but I don't know what. they wont tell me until then. I just hope its not killing me. I live in the basement of the house I am in. I stay there with my best friend Brittney but I call her Britt. she was taken by them at the age of 5 too. she's now 15. we both are forced to go to school. but I don't mind really... I may be bullied at school but I'm stronger than them. school is a place to escape this house. get away from max, Jacob, and lizzie and some big man that hurts us. we always try to find a way to escape but its now use. we have a window but its to far up for us to reach, even if I stood on Britt's shoulders. plus the window is barricaded from the inside and out. and the fact that we have tracking devises in our hips. oh and since the day I was nine I could never talk... why? well you'll have to read my story to figure that out...

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