I had always been different. I grew up in Manhattan. My father owned a bakery on W 51st Street. We were a minute walk from The Gershwin Theatre and a 8 minute walk from The Empire State Building. Life was great.
But all good things have to end. My father got replaced and had to find a job. Luckily he found a small pie shop on the side of Edgewood. It's a small Town with a population of 52560 people, but it was our last resort. We packed up their things and headed into the unknown. I went to a new school with new people and new teachers. I was petrified. I hadn't made new friends since I was five. I eventually settled in. I made a good group of friends.
But this isn't my story. This is the story of my sister and her friend. My sisters name is Lucy Wilson. Her friend has a really long name so I'll just call her Emily.
So here is my sisters life from many years ago and based off of my memories and police reports: What's Wrong With Emily Browne?
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What's Wrong With Emily Browne
FantasyA young girl becomes friends with the 'weird kid' at her school. Little does she know her friend has a huge secret.
