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Continúa, Has publicado jun 15, 2014
Jeg hedder Nanna, og er 12 år. Den her bog handler om en forelskelse. Det er mig der bliver forelsket, mine venner syntes at han er for gammel til mig, og at hans navn er kikset. Men jeg er så ligeglad, han er perfekt i mine øjne.                                          Ps. Det er en virkelig historie, dvs. At det er sket før.
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