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Ongoing, First published May 31, 2018
Mira is a girl who is never given the spotlight. Her mother died when she was just 5 and she never really attended to school. Her father turned into a alcoholic  and got her a stepmom. Which this mother then came into the story to abuse het and the daughter she carried did the same. Until one night they finally hit the point. That night then then changes her life.



"But you have a girlfriend" I said 

"Just because I hang around her doesn't mean I like her how many times do I have to say 'I love you' for you to understand" he said as a tear slipped out his eye
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