Some people need to be knocked down a few pegs if you know what I mean. I mean seriously some people need to be pushed down to the gravel and smashed down a couple of pegs. I was one of those people. So was my captor, you may have heard of him. He goes by the name of; The Galesburg Grabber. Over time I called him Albert, even Al for short. My story began on a windy day in a run of the mill gas station in downtown Denver.
It's funny how things happen. How life happens. You wake up one morning and the wind just blows you in some direction. It doesn't ask you where you want to go, it just takes you there.
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Everything Comes With A Price (The Grabber Fanfiction)
FanfictionSusanna Miller is a runaway; she fights her way through the Windy City of Denver. Picking up pennies, and living off gas station food. Little did she know that the wind was nothing compared to the nightmare she had coming... Susanna who has always...
