31 Dias antes do meu Suicídio
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Não quero incentivar ninguém a se suicidar é apenas um livro que tem em mente te divertir e te prender a historia.
Em um certo lugar uma garota mora com seu melhor amigo o diário, seu gato preto Leste e sua família . Uma vida normal? Acho que não! Viviane ( nome da garota) tem uma vida bem sofrida e pobre. Seu pai perdeu todo o dinheiro que tinha ao ser roubado ,por uma quadrilha de assaltantes, e eles tiveram que se mudar para a cidade. Ao chegar na casal Viviane tem umas aparições estranhas e na escola tudo piora!
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