Cabrera Diaries

Cabrera Diaries

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Ana Cabrera is a girl who struggles in school and sports. She is the quiet shy girl at milestone high. She's not a jock,a nerd, or the princess type. She thinks she will me never fit in till she meets ben. Together they uncover an old family secret.
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