Prologue

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Pain.
The only thing I could live, think, breathe was that simple four letter word. It meant suffering, sacrifice, and sometimes even death. As I sobbed until I couldn't cry anymore and was just hyperventilating on the cold, metal floor of the van that I had been roughly thrown into, I wondered what he was going to do to me. I was terrified, hoping she got away. Evanna, my girlfriend, is the most amazing person in all of Creation, with beautiful black hair, stunning, wide emerald green eyes, and fair white skin with pink lips that have just a tilt at the edges that suggest she knows something that you just wouldn't understand. Who may have been kidnapped. Just. Like. Me.

Authors Note:
Hey guys Maddi here. This is one of my first attempts at writing my own story, so any suggestions would be helpful! The pictures that I will be using are off pinterest, so credits to the artists' that created them. Also, I don't have access to my laptop very often, but I will try to update as often as possible.

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