Even When I'm Gone

Even When I'm Gone

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Do you ever get this feeling like you are stuck in a place and you can never leave? Or how about you're at a place that you want to stay forever but it's just not possible. My name is Abigail Strong (Pretty ironic huh?) and there is a house I so desperately want to go back to. My mom won't allow me to go back there. Everytime I ask to go, or even bring up Daemon she just zones out. I'm just trying to see my best friend from many years ago. Mom said he had left when we started looking for a new house. Oh I do hope he is back...
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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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