Master Of Disguise...
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This is about a me. An extra ordinary teenager of around the age of 13.This teen is an elite assassin-best of the best,top of the top.Yet she is only 13.All information on said teenager is classified: Name,Family,where she comes from etc.However, as I am writing my life on paper;it's only fair for you to know me.Tell anyone of my life after reading and I will seek you out and kill you.My code name is Chameleon.Why you may ask? I am the best, aged only 13.I am a Chameleon;I specialise in the art of lying and blending in.I was a typical teenager who got bullied.I left and changed but under parental instruction am now back, living life as a teen in high school, living with my family.They are assassins,con artists and seductresses,all of them the best of the best, like me.This is my life.My story.My masterpiece.I am the master.I am the Master of Disguise...
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