Part of Me
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Ongoing5m
Last published Sat, May 31, 2014
My name is Jefra Coral. I am 17 and from what I can tell not human. I am adopted, but I do not remember my past. Im not a regular girl, if anything far from it. I have been locked in a small room for 12 1/2 years. I was adopted when I was 5. There is a door, but it is bolted shut. I have a mom, no dad and she gives my food from a box that goes through the wall and has a small door on each side. (IF ANYONE STEALS THIS STORY I WILL TRACK YOU DOWN)
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