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Please Don't Read
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    Time 1h 37m
Ongoing, First published Dec 15, 2013
Vianka Océanne never had a normal life, and one summer vacation is no exception. 
     When Vianka and her siblings move in with a grandmother they've never met before, they find that the woman isn't interested in being family - she treats her visitors like slaves, forcing them to do ridiculous and humiliating chores. Vianka longs for an escape from her reality, which Grandmother willingly allows her to have.  

     But the escape might be worse than the burnt porridge Grandmother provided.  Worse than even the most brutal beating. 

     Sometimes dreams aren't meant to come true.

FROM READERS:

This story always guarantees a laugh, perfect grammar, excellent descriptions, and eloquent choice of words. 

Very elegant. Almost literary in tone. Beautiful writing. 

Exquisitely written with the perfect amount of description.
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