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In corso, pubblicata il feb 19, 2019
Per adulti
Ever since she was a child, she was always curious. Just like every other kid, she had a natural ability to question everything around her. She had a willingness to learn. She was never the social type but had always at least had a friend or two. Always a smile on her face and always up for an adventure. She was sunshine. She was Elle. 
Although, no one could really see what was going on inside her mind. She's always felt something was wrong. She knew she was wired differently than everyone else. That was proven the day she ended up in the psychiatric ward of Canyon Oak Hospital. 

Now, she has to adapt to doctors, therapists, and antidepressants. She is no longer sunshine but can she find her way back? Can therapy and treatment really help or will there be more involved?
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