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            Our society is very stereotyped. They made me a nine year old. Nine! I am a mature fourteen year old who knows wolves can't talk, let alone live in the city. I don't have anything against kids, but it's just not who I am. So who am I?

           First of all, my name is NOT 'Little Red Riding Hood'. I mean, who has a name like that?! It's Lilith, and I am five foot five. Second, I have very dark hair, since I'm Asian. Third, my eyes are not blue. They're brown. Some people would say that I'm sassy.

           Honestly, I wasn't poor, and neither did I even want to give my grandma apple pie. I wanted it!

           So what's the really story?

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