In Another Life

In Another Life

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What if, you have had other lives in the past? What if, you remembered ever single one of your lives. What if, someone was after you, because you remembered them all? And they won't stop until your dead. ~This book is originally made by a friend of mine but, since they lack a Wattpad account and don't want to get one, they have asked me to post this for them. I just wanted to get it out there that this IS NOT my work. She hasn't even told me any spoilers from the book. I cry... ENJOY!~
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I always thought that the streets were a place that I was going to end up at. I always thought that I would end up dead on the streets because of... my disability. I always thought that I would have no family and no one to care about me as I cared for others. And yet, that all changed when she walked into my life. She brought me a family, and to this day, I could not understand why she chose me and not someone else. Not only did she walk into my life, but she also changed it. She changed it for better or worse, and I could not decide which was possible because she and her family were different. They were something much more than what people could see. And I was different. Not only was I blind, but I was also a Princess. I was a princess of this strange group, and I had been hidden away from birth. At the time, I did not know who I was being hidden from, but when I found out who I was hiding from, I was glad that I had been hidden. Because, if I surely had not been hidden, then I would surely have died. _______________________________________ NOTE: IF YOU READ THIS BOOK ON ANY OTHER APP BESIDES WATTPAD THEN IT IS COPYRIGHT INFRINGEMENT. I GAVE NO ONE PERMISSION TO USE MY BOOK AND HAVE NOT POSTED IT ANYWHERE ELSE, SO... YA. REPORT THAT BOOK. Thanks. ~Rissa

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