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Continúa, Has publicado dic 08, 2018
Hey, je m'appelle Emma , j'ai 14 ans et pour vous laissez un peu de mystère je vis en Europe;
Je me suis souvent conduis brutalement et le changement et une chose d'on j'éprouve le besoin de parler;
J'ai donc décider d'écrire mon histoire et cette appli me semble appropriée;
Certaines scènes seront exagérées mais il y aura une partie de vérité dans chaque mots, chaque phrase.
Je ne vous demandes pas d'aimer, pas de lire si ca ne vous plait pas , mais si ca vous plait, merci.
Mon histoire va démarrer en 6° je me souviens de tout et j'ai notée chaque souvenir marquant pour moi dedans.
Lisez, partez ou écoutez c'est tout ce que je vous demandes .
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