Thursday, May 6, 2010

Florida Nightmare Part 1



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If you're interested in reading the original first hand account of the kidnapping, please check out the published book.  All proceeds from the book go toward helping to fight human trafficking.

Find the book here:
Detailed Pieces of a Shattered Dream

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3 comments:

  1. RomelMay 6, 2010 at 9:53 PM

    OMG Amanda, I stop and continue reading your story over 3 times you are such strong woman,
    the many challenges on your life is something
    have shape you to be who you are now and even we have never meet in person, I hold you dearly and
    respect you like you won't believe
    I thank the powers of be for putting you
    on my path and be able to call you my friend

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  2. mundtkonradMay 7, 2010 at 4:35 AM

    this is one of he best textes I have been reading as an alien this year. You are a brilliant storyteller!

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  3. Wight FamilyMay 7, 2010 at 2:34 PM

    LADY!!! WHAT A CLIFF HANGER!!! I can't believe it, wait yes I can. You've been through some tough crap and it has made you a tough cookie! ;) Can't wait for more! Good thing I know the ending... or so far, you make it out alive. whew. ;) Still full of suspense... and more scary creepy old guys... you'll have to do a post just on all the creepy old guys you've been in contact with. I had a janitor once that seemed to take a liking to me... glad I shrugged that off!!!

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