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Rebecca the Rapacious

AlicetheAngel77

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AlicetheAngel77

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I just wanted to rewrite this book to bring back other good childhood memories.  I originally wrote this book when I was about 8 or 9 years of age.  This is to show the audience to not be afraid about their weight...not everybody looks like a model,I know I dont.  You just need to be happy with what you have,because it could be waaaaaaaaaaaayyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy worse.All Rights Reserved

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Chapter 1:Dear Diary
Fri, Jun 7, 2019

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Chapter 1:Dear Diary
Fri, Jun 7, 2019

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