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Second Chance

Second Chance

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Mon, Sep 24, 2018
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I died, but because he couldn't join me I found my way back. I was reborn with all of my memories and old gifts, and a new one. I am once again a Native American by birth. My gifts are persuasion through touch(old) and shadow manipulation(new). i have waited until i am twenty before i go to find Logan, knowing that if I am to young when i find him he wouldn't accept me. Author's Note: I do not own anything or anyone , except Lune and the changes she makes to the story. This will be the only time i make this statement. Also, I am very slow at times with updates just to let you know. Thanks again, and hope you enjoy.
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"No running through the hallway!" I yelled as two boys ran past me. "Yes Professor." They said as they slowed down. I smiled as I shook my head and continued walking towards my class. "Professor there are two kids fighting at the pool." Rogue , one of my students, said softly. "Thank you for telling me." I said with a smile. "What is going on?" I asked as I made it to the pool and saw Bobby and John fighting. "He started it." John growled out. "Well I'm finishing it, class now or I will send you to the Professor's office." I ordered. "Yes Professor." Bobby said as he walked away. I smiled as I shook my head and walked to my class. "Mom!" A voice yelled. I smiled as I turned to see my five year old daughter run up to me. "Hello Sweetheart, what are you up to?" I asked as I picked her up. "Running from papa." She said with a giggle. I smiled as I saw my husband of twenty years walking towards us.

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