Circus Freaks
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Have you ever felt like you didn't belong? Wherever you go, you don't quite "fit in"? People stare at you with a confused look on their faces. Why? Was it because the way I dressed? The way I talked? My personality? My hair? Oh, that's right. It is because I am no ordinary human. I'm half human half cat. My name is Edrick and I am a Freak.
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