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Her body was littered with scars, a living tapestry of near-misses and fights she was forced to relive every time she looked at them. Some times they reminded her that she was human; other times they reminded her that she was all alone in this pitiful world.
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Writing Prompts
RandomThe title says it all. A random compilation of book ideas, that anyone can use and alter at their own free will. Be warned, readers may be feel strong emotions such as anger, happiness, joy and sadness (Don't say I didn't warn you). Inside are a ran...
