Death's Daughter

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"Megan, your father..He's Death." My mother had told me years ago. I remember looking at her then saying something like "I think you mean dead, mom. And I know that, it's okay." Ever since then, I've been..different. I went from this happy, bubbly girl to this shy, dark girl. But, that quickly started to change when I met a boy named Max Steiner. It all started in tenth grade, my first year of high school.

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So, that's basically the intro thing. If you want me to post chapter one, comment or message me. I don't care. I might just upload it anyways.

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⏰ Last updated: Jan 04, 2014 ⏰

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