The Angels With The Devil Eyes
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Última publicación lun, ene 27, 2020
At Sequoya High School, a freshman was just beginning her high school journey, only to have her hopes of not being an outcast dashed her first hour there. In the background knowing eyes watched. They were her angels with the devil eyes...
~*Trigger Warning*~
There will be mentioning of bullying, abuse (of any kind), self-doubt, and depression. It won't be all the time but they will pop up and this is your fair warning.
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