There Was Margaret
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Last published Sun, Jan 13, 2019
Margaret Ava Baptiste was born in England, Basildon
She was a victim of violation, innocent of the trial, light and dark of the convent, and the Untouched Nun. Many of the orphans were cheered by her amazing fellowship while Dr. Charles were too keen to find out why none of the convent's people has touched a single skin of her. There were many rumuors about her. The only thing to find out whats the mystery behind must be the person who knows the truth behind her smiles, kindness, leadership, and gracefulness
Little do they know that the innocent has it's own confidentiality.
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