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The Alien Rose Tattoo

The Alien Rose Tattoo

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Thu, Apr 30, 2020
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This story is set in 2030 this might sound a bit confusing at this point but it will all make sense eventually, i promise. This is Parker Robbins , she died on the 26th of September but she cant remember the year or that's what was meant to happen anyway, but something else happened entirely. While she lay they staring up at the sky with her parents holding her hands on the edge of the motorway , she starred up at the stars wishing she should have payed more attention to them till her eyes closed and she took her last breath. Lyra was alone lost in the stars, lost in her thoughts,wishing she could of stopped this from happening but a last she couldn't and didn't but she could stop an 13 year old girl from missing out on the rest of her life. They get parred for life, if Lyra is removed from her body Parker will die along with losing her life, Lyra will lose her only friend. The photo's i have used for the character's are just what I think there style and personality matches. If you don't want to imagine them like that i don't mind.
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