Gabby's Story

Gabby's Story

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This is the story of gabby, a young girl in the 15th century who's mother rejected her at birth, she lives with her poor uncaring grandparents forced to work on the farms.. but what happens when a young girl is starved and push too far and takes to the streets herself and meets a nice traveler woman, and what could pop up from her past... the picture is a girl like gabby except she has blonde hair and its slightly longer
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