Josie
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- Parts 8
I'm not crazy. I'm not normal. I am me and I know things I shouldn't, and I am in trouble. I am being hunted, well more like tracked. The things coming after me are not normal either. I am what most people would call a freak. Not that you can tell just at a moments glance, but if you actually take the time to look, you will see the differences between me and you.
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