Survivante
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Il était une fois, au milieu d'une ville paisible et peuplée, une jeune fille qui marchait au milieu de la foule. Elle n'en avait pas conscience, mais son destin était sur le point de changer, il allait s'écrire dans une direction nouvelle, bien loin de ce qu'elle avait pu imaginer jusqu'à présent. Son jeune âge lui permettait de rêver, de rêver à une vie parfaite, avec un foyer et une jolie maison. Mais tout prit fin ce jour...
Ce jour où elle devint une survivante.
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