Ambrosia
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"I can't move my arms. I can't move my legs." These were the first thoughts that flickered through my foggy mind as I opened my eyes, greeted by the oppressive darkness of an unfamiliar room. The air was cold and reeked of mildew, suggesting I was trapped in some sort of basement. Confusion washed over me as I wondered, where was my warm bed? My comforting room? My home? Panic surged as the realization hit me-I didn't have a basement in my house. My heart raced as I tried to assess my situation, but I was met with the harrowing truth: I was bound to a rough, unyielding chair. Sweat mingled with a sticky warmth on my brow. Blood? What had happened to me? In a desperate attempt to piece it all together, I struggled to recall the events leading up to this moment, but my mind betrayed me, offering only fragments-a seemingly ordinary day spent with friends and then... an unsettling black void. Had someone drugged me? Kellia is an average girl living an ordinary life, but after last night's terrifying events, nothing will ever be the same. Will she muster the courage to untangle the web of lies that ensnares her and uncover the truth of her identity? Two names. One girl. One past. This story will leave you speechless, breathless, and craving more.
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I stop at the door taking another huge breath and walk in. I go up to the desk and wait for the lady to get off the phone which standing here is making me even more nervous She puts the phone down and finally speaks "Yes, how may I help you." how cliché "I have an appointment here for result, I am Keegan Summers." I say she looks up with wide eyes at me, her face pales and she gulps. What?! "The doctor will see you right away!" she says urgently, and buzzes the door open. "go straight down the hall into the last door on the left." she says smiling. "Thank you." I say shaky and even more scared than before. Oh no, even the front counter lady knows about me which makes it even worse. I walk down the hall slowly savoring the moment. I get to the door and breathe. Then I walk in. I see my doctor sitting at her desk doing some paperwork and I shut the door and she looks up and frowns at me. "Keegan sit down please." she says lowly not even looking me in the face. "No I won't, I came all the way here just to find out. I have been sick way to long and I just wannt to know. Just say it, spit it out right now because I am panicking. What's wrong with me?" I say demandingly. "Keegan, it's as simple as this, your dying." I freeze. Everything freezes. Did she just say what I think she said? Keegan Summers has to face the hardest struggle a teenage girl shouldn't have to face. Death! Along with her father who she thought wouldn't ever abuse her again, but things could change. Shes faces her troubles with her best friend, Emily and her amazingly hot nerd friend Clay. Will she get through it till the end in peace or will it end badly?

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