Who Are You?

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"I'm hungry." Kimmie says. "I know Kimmie. I'm sorry." She cried herself to sleep. Our dad told me he was going to kill us. I wish someone would help us. I heard a faint scream. Then, a few hours, a girl was pushed into the attic with us. "Who are you?" I asked her. "I'm Alex." She said. "How old are you?" I asked again. "I'm fourteen. You?" "I'm Camryn. That's my little sister Kimmie. I'm fourteen she's five. The guy who kidnapped us.. it's our father, but we git adopted and he kidnapped us." "Oh." She said. "Look, I'm really sorry. He's gone crazy and before long, he's going to kill us all. We need to find a way out." She looked around. We only had a thin mattress that we slept on and we only got to use the restroom once a day. "I need to get back so I can finish my album with Ariana." I said. "Ariana? As in Ariana Grande?" "Yeah." "I'll help you. As long as I get to meet her." Alex said. "Deal."

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