SHE IS SOMETHING
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Last published Sun, Feb 24, 2019
Because of the incident happened 5 years ago, I become like this today. I am not the typical nerdy girl seeing her physical features but I act like one of them. They say I'm more beautiful inside but I don't act like beautiful outside. I don't care about what others say until he came and she came. They turned my whole world upside down. And I became like this. I am Shikirah Maze Villacasten and you wouldn't want to come near me.
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