soul-beauty
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Alannie's POV The man was intimidatingly tall, maybe 6'0, compared to my height of 5'6. His frame was broad and you could see the muscled through his shirt. He reeked of dominance and that made me even more wary of him. My muscles were tense because of my protective stance. I watched him warily, waiting for him to hit me or yell at my for trying to escape. He raised his hands and I instinctively flinched and squeezed my eyes shut, preparing for a blow. I waited for a few moments, but a hit never…-
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The sunlight shone directly in my eyes, making me groan in annoyance. I went to roll over but was met by a wave of pain. My eyes fluttered open and I was in an unfamiliar room. Instantly my defenses went up. The unfamiliar room and the smell of pack territory urged me to escape. The room was pale blue and white. I was sitting on what looked like a hospital bed with a few empty chairs. A door to my left and a fairly large window to my right showed a beautiful view of a mountain range. I had monitors…
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I gasp and woke up, clutching my chest, panting hard. That nightmare has haunted me for the past two years, two years since the day of my escape. I squeezed my eyes shut and curled up in a ball, clutching my ears as I relived the torturous memories. The painful screams, watching the others die a painful death when I could have stopped and tried to help them. Their bodies were terribly burned, covered in burns, smelling like bunt flesh. Watching the light leave their eyes as I crushed and snapped their…
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A high pitched scream pierced through the night's silence. I could hear the terrified yips of the other females and the men barking orders at each other. The smell of burning oak trees lingered through the forest, making my hackles raise in alarm. The men were probably having another one of their 'buzz parties', as they called them. They have a huge bonfire and get horribly drunk in the middle of nowhere. It doesn't make me anymore relieved. Sometimes they would leave us alone, get so drunk that they would…
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After a late lunch, we walk together in a group to the central building, some people having already formed mini friend circles. In room 100, Cindy and Bob each hold an iPad and a stack of papers, discussing something quietly. They look up when we file in, and Bob embodies that intimidating persona again. "Hey, girls," Cindy greets us with a big smile. "This is the part of the camp where you finally meet your trainer. But to make things more fun, you'll have to work a bit to find them." That…-
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Two weeks later, it feels strange standing in the driveway of my home, holding a large black duffel bag in one hand and a suitcase in the other. My mom and Delevingne stand in front of me, ready to bid me a temporary farewell. I keep reminding them I'm not leaving forever; I will return home in five weeks as a new and improved person. Haha, almost believed myself for a second. "Look, just remember that if anything bad happens, call me, and I'll drive over there before you can blink, okay?"I smile to…
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"Oh my gosh, honey, what happened?" My mother dashes towards me as I walk—no, stumble—into the living room with a melting ice pack pressed to my bruising eye. I can see out of a mere quarter of it and almost slam into the wall, saved by Levi running in from the kitchen. He leads me to an armchair as my mother hovers over my head. "I got hit by a tennis ball," I say, falling into the brown cushion. My funny bone hits the hard armrest, and I suppress yelling out a profanity. Anything else you want…
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"Iris, can you come down?" My mother calls me for the second time from downstairs. Unfortunately, since we're the only ones in this house, and she can yell louder than a foghorn, my plan to keep ignoring her is useless. "I will soon!" I call back from my room. I hear her loud footsteps at the bottom of the stairs interspersed by a groan. "If you're on your phone or watching TV, you better bring your ass down here right now." I look around me and see the flashing screen of my Mac and the open…
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