Losing The Stars And Accepting The Light
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Cheyanne-Evanora Roberts is a wiccan witch, shes a freshmen this year, she had to swap schools because she was brutally bullied at her middle school and had to get away from the people who hurt her. They called her cow because of her vitiligo. They thought her and her family worshiped the devil but really shes innocent. This is a story. A warning. Just because someone is different and has different beliefs doesn't mean you should bully them. If you don't like it shut up and don't bother them and if they did you harm fighting fire with fire won't put it out. And anyway in the wiccan law that harm done will hit them harder 3 more times. If no harm done, do what ye will.
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