Princess in Disguise
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Hi my name Is Carson Elizabeth Hayes. I am 17 years old and a senior in high school. You might know me as the nerd of south wood high school. The girl who lives with her little 3 year old sister. And no parents. Nobody really knows my parents, except me and Andie my little sister.
Everybody asks where my parents are but I never tell them. Because I never want to see them ever again. I don't want anyone to find out the real me. Why?
Because I am a princess in disguise. The lost princess.
So my real name Angel Elizabeth Williams
But shhh nobody needs to know
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