Free Riders
- LETTURE 20
- Voti 4
- Parti 2
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Ultima pubblicazione ven, ago 3, 2018
Bec - Although it pains me to leave my mom & home like this, I have to keep running... My name is Bec, I am 16 & have grown up in a rural country town.
Nicky - "Ahem!", I say in a soft, yet strong voice. " Umm..Hi? My name is Bec, what's yours?", Bec stutters awkwardly. "My name is Nicky & I am a 15 year old Vietnamese migrant", I state.
Trinity - I've led an awful life so far. My sisters often abuse me & my parents have no power over them. I always feel worthless... My name is Trinity, I am 16 & I live in the city.
Rosebell - I have learned to live in the woods. Ever since my parents died, I've been left out here to fend for myself. My name is Rosebell & I am 15. I li e in the woods.
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