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He takes big steps towards me and my feet stay rooted. I look at his appearance which definitely screams danger even though I can't see his whole face. My eyes travel down to his hands to see a pocket knife tightly clasped.
I turn to run but I'm some seconds late. My body is slammed into the wall. I feel a lot of pain.
Great!
Just Great!
From the frying pan to the fire. From a rapist to a murderer. You know my life can't get any better than this.
"Pl-please don't kill me," I choke out desperately.
It's worth a try right?
I could see a part of his face in the dimly lit atmosphere. He seemed pretty good looking, if you ask me. I know a cute guy when I see one.
Damn Norah! This isn't the time!
"Who sent you?!" He asked more like demanded.
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Norah Shayley Michaels is not your type of quiet, shy girl. She is outgoing, loud, interactive and most definitely not an introvert. Making friends is one of the easiest things and she is a party princess.
They often say bad things always happen when you leave a party alone, late at night. This single night becomes her very own testimony when she gets a front seat to her own drama. When something bad happens and she can't tell anyone, she is scarred but can't let it show. Will she still be our same outrageous everyone's someone?
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