Ember

Ember

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MY name is September June March. Yes I know wickedly funny parents. I have heard all the calendar jokes and month jokes that could be made. For anyone who cared to know me, they called me Ember. I’m a music teacher, yes I know boring, but it does have its rewards. I’m a musical prodigy, perfect pitch, can replay any song I hear and there is no instrument I can’t play. That does come in as a wicked talent for being a music teacher. I have tried my best in my 25 years not to stand out, but it has been hard. I forgot I also write music, that’s really important to the story. The only downside to my life is wicked headaches that come on without warning.
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انضم إلى أكبر مجتمع لرواية القصص في العالماحصل على توصيات قصص مخصّصة، احفظ قصصك المفضلة في مكتبتك، وقم بالتعليق والتصويت لتنمية مجتمعك.
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