PROLOGUE

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Emily POV

Something is happening. I know it, it's just that I don't know what it is. I know something's not right. I looked around, looking closely at everything in the living room. There it is!

Oh God, what should I do?  A note was left in the kitchen island is enough to tell me what's going on. Someone took him. I need to ask for help. So I ran outside looking around to find someone, anybody to call out. A long time went by and I just couldn't take it, my legs are killing me. So I got back to the house but something is stopping me. There, I see something, no a someone.

A/n
hey guys. So this is my first story I know it's suck but I'm gonna try to make it better. Anyway thanks for reading
P. S. English is not my first language so theres gonna be lots of grammar issue

xoxo.  Alsya

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