Taken

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   "Megan! Megan get up!" my mom shouts up the staircase.

   "Ugh," I mumble, "I'll be down in a minute!" I slowly slide out of bed and move to my closet. My closet may be full of clothes but I feel like I have nothing to wear. I settle for a black spaghetti strap with a purple jeweled crop top and jean shorts. In the kitchen my mom serves eggs and bacon.  I gulp down my breakfast yolk dripping down my chin.

   I brush my teeth and hair before grabbing my bag. I walk down the street thinking what classes will be like today. Things were always changing in Jackson. You could be popular one day and a slut the next, but that's a bad example because almost all the popular girls were sluts. What I mean to say is rumors are always in the air and someone's life was ruined. New Jersey was certainly exciting.

   My family moved here 4 years ago when I was eleven. We moved here so my sister could do modeling, my other sister soccer, my brothers baseball and football, and me dance. Our old town was very small and you couldn't do things like this, so my dad transferred.

  The one thing I like... my thought is cut off when I trip on a crack in the sidewalk. I get up feeling the feeling the blood on my head. "Just my luck."  Suddenly someone puts me in a choke hold and holds a rag on my mouth. I smell the chemicals and try not to breathe but give in. Everything goes black.

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I hope you like my first chapter.

This is my first book comment plz.

Can anyone make me a cover?

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