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			<title>Chapter 18</title>
			<description>Chapter 18Brit's point of view&quot;No way am I going out in this thing, it looks worse now than it did earlier,&quot; I shout to Kim from behind the tree which I'm technically hiding behind. Am I allowed to run? I think Kim would catch me, or Glynnie would shoot me, to be honest I think I may take th..</description>
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			<title>Chapter seventeen</title>
			<description>Brit's Point of View&quot;Now repeat after me: I understand why it&amp;nbsp;was not appropriate to bite a person&amp;nbsp;because they tried to take my biscuits and I will never slap, punch, bite, shoot, pinch, shove and/or aim a knife at Ty again, ok? Do you understand?&quot; Liam scolds&amp;nbsp;staring down&amp;nbsp;at me..</description>
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			<title>Chapter sixteen</title>
			<description>Brit's (Di's) point of view &quot;Someone needs to wake Di up. Dibs not it,&quot; mase yells as they all walk in, and if one of them would look up they would see the one and only, moi. &quot;No need,&quot; I say getting up to put my mug in the sink, coffee always helps in the mornings.&quot;Why are you up? Why do we not hav..</description>
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			<title>Chapter fifteen </title>
			<description>Brits point of vie w&quot;Brit, it's so good to see you,&quot; Joanna says as she sits at the table next to another women in police uniform and a guy in a suit. I'm going to take a wild guess that he is the lawyer guy who I'm meant to talk to about my statement. &quot;Hi, um shall we go through to the sitting room..</description>
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			<title>Chapter fourteen</title>
			<description>Brit's point of viewWalking out into the rather large garden I look round for a good thick tree. If you shoot a round through a thin tree it can go straight through and although I don't personally mind I don't think that the neighbours would be that happy to find a bullet in their tulips or in their..</description>
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			<title>Chapter thirteen</title>
			<description>Brit's Point Of View&quot;Hey, hurry up or Liam won't let you go,&quot; John shouts walking into my new room, wow ever heard of an inside voice. Liam said we could all go for a quick run, which I seriously need because the hospital weren't exactly enthusiastic about any of us going out by ourselves, meaning t..</description>
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			<title>Chapter twelve</title>
			<description>John's Point Of ViewSwinging open the door we all walk in, Di in front, Mase and I just behind. Some people seem to think that Di's like our leader or something weird like that but it's just because it's a habit, whenever Max took her to a formal event like a business party or a dinner at one of his..</description>
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			<title>Chapter eleven</title>
			<description>Brit's Point Of View Lunch Oh Lunch, how I do love you my dear lunch, I seriously forgot how boring school is and how lunch is the only saviour. I mean who can last three and a half hours before eating, just because you add in a break called well break but that is only a snack not actually eating.Co..</description>
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			<title>Chapter ten</title>
			<description>Brit's Point Of View&quot;Urghh,&quot; I groan as Liam shoves me out of the class, how was it my fault that the boy accidently burnt his hair so now instead of him being a brunette he's now a slightly charred and in places bald person. Ahhhh fun times, fun times, and that should teach him to not mess with a v..</description>
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			<title>Chapter nine</title>
			<description>Brit's point of view&quot;Wakey, wakey Brittany, time to get up,&quot; Someone sings pulling me out of my peaceful dream. Well it wasn't exactly a 'peaceful' dream. It was about torturing Blondie with biscuits. Rather enjoyable if I say so myself. &quot;Wake up or I'll have to start singing,&quot; the annoying voice sa..</description>
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			<title>Chapter eight</title>
			<description>Brit's point of view&quot;Brit, wait,&quot; Andy shouts running over, oh no I am not talking to him, he insulted me and the way I am, the way I live. &quot;No,&quot; I snap, walking faster towards my new room. I tried to protect them and this is how they repay me, the thing is I would do it all again at the drop of a h..</description>
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			<title>Chapter seven</title>
			<description>Brit's Point of view&quot;Di you can't still be in a bad mood with me, I put you in the driver's seat and everything,&quot; Liam pleads, in response I just put my foot down. He picked me up and just threw me over his shoulder like a bag of flour, that is the saying right? Or is it a sack of flour? Actually is..</description>
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			<title>Chapter six</title>
			<description>Ty's (Blondie's) Point Of ViewAs soon as we step foot in the Pub it all goes quiet, well the people do the music carries on going. Well this isn't awkward at all. &quot;I am not the queen or even really that important so if you would kindly stop gawking and closes your mouths' before you each catch a fly..</description>
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			<title>Chapter five</title>
			<description>Brit's Point Of View&quot;You drive like a maniac,&quot; Liam wheezes looking slightly green, I did tell him to hold on. It's not my fault if he didn't and that the mean lorry driver human was being so pushy. I mean it was so not my fault that he pulled out in front of me. Any good driver could see that I was..</description>
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			<title>Chapter four</title>
			<description>Mike's point of view I watch as this man walks up behind Brit. As he says something to her she goes all tense and looks really uncomfortable almost as if she wants to be anywhere, but there with him. &quot;Officer Thompson who's that with Brit,&quot; I ask. There's no harm in asking. It could be one of that l..</description>
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			<title>Chapter 3</title>
			<description>Brit's point of viewIf I have to sit through another minute of Mase and John arguing over who was the best Miss World winner 2013 or 2012, or something like that, I will kill both of them. What makes it worse is that I'm in between them so they are arguing over my head. How kind. Even Glynnie sh..</description>
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			<title>Chapter two</title>
			<description>Brit's Point of View6 weeks later &quot;Miss Matthews, the police officers are here,&quot; Judie one of the nurses who works at the Hospitals tells me. Oh joy time to meet the bodyguards. I don't even see why I need them, it's not like I can't defend myself.Walking down the hall behind Judie I plaster on ..</description>
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			<title>Chapter one</title>
			<description>Brit's point of view Some people say that after they have gone through a traumatic experience, it becomes a distant memory, those are the lucky ones. Then you have the unlucky people, i.e. me, the people who can remember every tiny detail, every problem that arose from them coming into our l..</description>
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			<title>Blurb</title>
			<description>Brittany Matthews: The girl, who has been missing for almosttwo years now, has finally been found, but she has changed. She&amp;rsquo;s no longer theinnocent, carefree, little girl she used to be. She has been turned into anemotionless fighter, who will stop at nothing to protect those close t..</description>
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			<title>One day</title>
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