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The Hanging Chains W.I.P.

The Hanging Chains W.I.P.

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Sun, Jan 1, 2017
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Mystery
This story is of my own, it takes place five years later from my first story (Of which is also my own creation but doesn't have a name yet). A brief description of the first book (To make sense of this story) is that five years ago, a group of five friends goes into an abandoned apartment building. A murderer captures two of the five people of the group-Adam and Olivia. Now, Adam is a police officer, working in the forensics branch, he finds out that Olivia "Committed suicide". He finds other friends that went into the building five years ago being hung by chains (The way that Olivia "Killed herself") Adam's mission now is to find out if Olivia is dead and if the man behind the hangings. **Disclaimer:This is my second story EVER, pleas if you find something wrong or would like to suggest something, please private message me :)**
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My Teddy

The corner of his mouth tilts upward slightly. I smile again. A smile!? A tiny one, but still. "Hm. So I got you to smile, that's progress, yeah? Can I get your name now?" I ask, swinging my feel a little. He shakes his head shyly, his mouth not moving at all. Geez! Why do I want to hear this dude talk so much? "Okay, that's fine. I can give you a nickname." I offer happily. He looks up from his book, raising his eyebrows. I just stare for a moment. He has nice eyes. Pretty brown chocolate orbs. They remind me so much of....... "Teddy." He shakes his head immediately, frowning. "What, why not? You remind me of my old teddy bear. He was a good listener and he didn't talk much..... just like you." I say softly, tilting my head. He continues to shake his head. I fold my arms, leaning back in my seat. "Yeah, it's definitely sticking. Teddy.....It has a nice ring to it, yeah?" He sighs, the first sound I have ever heard him make. "No." . . . *Jordan* Teddy!? Seriously!? She gave me a fucking NICKNAME!? What the hell does this girl want!? I stuff my hands into my pockets, walking down the busy street. Forget about her. She's just a annoying pretty girl, she'll go away. Everybody does. She HAS to go away. *Spoiler alert*: she doesn't. Don't get close to people or they'll end up getting hurt. That's my mindset. I've been through enough of that. This girl doesn't belong in my world anyway. She's too innocent. *Mature content* {Just a quick update, I am basically rewriting the story. I wrote it when I was in 8th grade and it makes me cringe every time I try to go back and edit it so keep in mind that it'll get better}

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