Creep

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Amys POV:

That night, as soon as Flint was snoring, I slipped out of the bed he made me share with him, and pulled some warmer clothes on. Lacing up my shoes, I crept down the hall and slowly opened the basement door a crack; barely enough for me to squeeze through. I tip-toed through the basement and opened the hidden door that led to our warehouse.

Eventually, my eyes fell on a sixteen year old girl. My age. She looked so strong and unfortunate, even in sleep. Short, wavy blonde strands of silky but grimy hair fell across her face and fluttered with every light breath. He small nose was upturned slightly, and her lips were thin on the top and full, but bitten on the bottom. I knew that when she opened her eyes, they'd be a startling green.

This was the girl whos family I had to save.

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