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An Elephants' story

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Reads 867
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Parts 18
Time 1h 26m

TheElephantNerd

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They say elephants have a good memory. And it is true, i know everything from birth to where i am now. But having a good memory also means i remember every bad thing that happened to me in my life. Sometimes those memories change you. For the better or the worst. Let me tell you who i became. The memories and events that changed me into who i am. I am the elephant female with a story.All Rights Reserved

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You're Still My Grandma

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