Missing
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Snow swirled around me, I was lost in a beautiful paradise. Thou snow danced and twirled all around me I felt warm and safe.
It didn't last long... My eyes snapped open to the room where I was held captive it took a brief moment for my eues to adjust to the darkness I got up from where I laid. The cold truth still in the back of my mind, 'I will never truely be free again'
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I wanna say THANK YOU to Natasha Preston for creating The Cellar which inspired me to create Missing.
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Take note this is still a HUGE work in progress and coming up with ideas is be coming alittle difficult.. and that the grammar in this wont be the best but I WILL go back and revise it half way through the story.
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I am making this book in the same format of The Cellar in which each chapter will be named after the character in reference to whos pov it is
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