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Draft story by Kay Ann Allen Moving to new schools suck but at least I have my brothers there, my family and I just moved from buffalo, New York to New York, New York as my dad promoted his childhood friend Mr Fitzgerald Brennan to co - CEO to one of his big companies that I forget the name of, he wanted to be closer to the actual building, the companies are still my dad’s but his work load is just halved, I’m not spoilt or anything we were grown up to have manners and to not squander anything, any who so we have just pulled up into our new home and if I do say so myself its really, really nice I’m impressed it’s 3 floors has about 5 bedrooms 3 of the rooms have connected bathrooms and the last room has a bathroom to share there is also a bathroom on the ground floor, a grand professional looking kitchen and a big but intimate sitting area with a new TV that came with the house but we brought our consoles from the old house also my dad has his office with all of his necessities. Let me introduce myself I’m Kaycee Smith, I’m 17years old and I was born and raised In buffalo new York I have 5 brothers, 18yr old twins called Cain and Cayden who go to school with me, 20yr old called Jace who dropped out of college to move with us, he’s going to start working for my father’s company who my older brothers, Aiden who’s 22 and my eldest brother called Christian who is 25, co-own with Mr Brennan’s only child Jacob Brennan, who I haven’t met yet along with his dad. My two eldest brothers, don't live with us they live in a condo a couple of mile away, I’ve heard that its huge and that they’re massive playboys, but my parents don’t want me to read all that stuff about them, something about how reporters, journalist and everyone in that hierarchy like to fabricate the truth. I got up off of the couch letting out my tenth yawn of the past half an hour as I headed toward the kitchen putting my grease stained take out container in the bin, thinking that school starts tomorrow I checked my phone to see that the time is 10:09, “hmmm… bed time” I mumbled to myself, changing my course to towards the stairs, "Good night mom, dad, brothers, love you" I said to my family giggling at the end but got a chorus of "good night sweetie” “night sis" and "love you too". I'm so glad that everything was moved in and placed in order, so I can just get in bed, I thought as I climbed the stair case to my room. I stripped of my clothing and put on my pyjamas before going to brush my teeth, "all done" I said well to myself, then put my phone to charge and hopped in bed, long after I could feel my eye lids getting droopy and sleep overcame me, finally. As i travel down a rocky road passing a rough looking ramshackle cabin, I think why would a man want to take me without my permission, is it the thrill of possibly getting caught or a sick twisted mind that feels its ok. Taken with the idea of home a memory sketched and hidden in the far side of your brain, you hear a hissing noise, it smells funny then everything goes black. As I awake I see nothing, lost in an eclipse, claustrophobia was knocking at my door, the blinding darkness swept over me like the black plague; I was drowning with no way out. I was pulled out of my state when my thigh was grasped by a firm hand that was strong and radiated power, just by his touch I know he's in control as his hand travelled up north then back south, it felt so... weird and foreign, I suppressed the urge to yell for Mr x to stop but I didn’t want him to know that i was awake and that he was effecting me, a scream fought its way up but got caught in my now dry throat, then the hand disappeared, I 2 | Page
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