Nothing but thieves
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Last published Tue, Jun 19, 2018
My Grandma had warned her that the world was made up of nothing but thieves. I hadn't believed her, but she never let me make friends...or fall in love. Now I'm turning 18, I can leave my prison of a house.
This is a story a girl who lives in Brazil in a poverty zone.After her parents died after a mugging in a busy shopping area. Emily grew up with her Grandmother. She grew up being told that the world was made up only of thieves.Now 18 she gets to see the world as it really is or was her Grandmother right?
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