Try. (Harry Styles.)

I was all alone. In an old run down building. A scrap of bread was considered a lucky meal for me. Until he saved me. He saved me from it all.

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1. Prologue

     Lacie's POV

Cold, I was cold. My lips were pale, feet cut and bleeding from running away from the man with a sub. I ran into the old run down building. And went into the third floor, I munched into the sandwhich. It was tasty, that is until I finished it. I was lucky. I laid down on the cold hard hardwood floor. Thank you for the food.

 

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