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The door slams shut and the lock snaps into a place. I am once again alone in this damp room. I try to stand up but fall to the floor. 

I spit the dirt out of my mouth and army-crawl over to my corner. Biting into the apple, I lean my head back and pull my legs up. Covering myself, I think back to life before this. 

I had a pretty good life. I had what I needed, and no I wasn't one of those people who got whatever they wanted whenever. We were a family that had a dollar to spare every now and again. I had a few friends. I actually had a boyfriend. We were only going out for a week, but it was my first real boyfriend. 

His name was Haden.

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