~Met Behind the Masks~ - WildLadd - Wattpad

~Met Behind the Masks~

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I don't know why I keep writing stories, but here's another XD I know, another gang type story, but what can I say? It gives me the most ideas cause... well.. anything can happen :P

I walk through the fog, pretending to be a badass. Well, I wish I could. I, unfortunately, haven't got time to just have my own fun. I have much bigger problems to deal with. My name is Lauren Raine. I'm 21, and always on the move. It seems like any time I find a safe place, it gets destroyed. I can't risk killing anymore innocent civilians.

Hope this was good. It's apart of the first paragraph sooooo.... If not then boohoo XD Hope you enjoy the story!

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