La mujer que amo
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Esta es la vida de un adolescente llamado Jacob. Jacob es una persona bien alegre. Su hobby favorito es jugar videojuego. El no comparte con sus padres, ya que ellos trabajan y el siempre se encuentra en su casa solo. A el le hacen bullying desde el grado 6to porque no sabe vestir, siempre está como quiera, entre otras. Hay una chica que él está enamorado y ella siente lo mismo por el . Ellos se aman y intentan hacer su relacion la mas fuerte. Se quedaran juntos al final? Podrán vivir felices para siempre o serán infelices?
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