I couldn't remember anything. I racked my brain and tore through every single part of my skull. I screamed in frustration and tried to remember something, anything. My family, a house, friends, nothing. All I remembered was that my name, is Jane. -completed 10/06/16
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What would you do if tales of old stayed true to the original text? Would you like them more than the remade Disney tales? You might find yourself trapped in the whirlwind of folk tales, of the stories that were meant to scare children into listening to their parents. Read to find out! This is a copy of The Grimm Br...
This is the story of an extraordinary little girl. Orphaned as a baby, Emily grows up as a peculiar ten-year-old with abilities that not only frightens the other children but also herself. Read along as she lives her life as the now adopted daughter of a powerful woman, a professor of Hogwarts, A school of Witchcraft...
