Dorits and Famos

Dorits and Famos

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You were either a famo child or a dorit child. It was imprinted on your arm when you were born. I was a dorit, but my brother was a famo. My mom popped me out and looked straight at the inside of my left forearm to see. Needless to say, she got a tear in her eye and my dad held his head in his hands. Disappointment was my curse, and I've been living with it for 17 years now.
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I was a near enough normal kid. Despite being British and an amnesiac, I fit in pretty well in normal life in New York... Until she came. Without warning, I'm taken from my school and thrown into a world that is unknown to me. It might be my past, but I can't be sure... and all I've got for reassurance is a stranger's word that I'll be safe. It's the biggest adventure of my life as far as I know, and it's about to get a whole lot bigger. I may not know who I am, but some people do. And they're out to get me.

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