My counterpart
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Last published Fri, Aug 2, 2019
"I can't explain how he got there but, he's always been there even when I didn't want him to be" Zara Flint has always been the freak or outcast it wasn't something she could control. His name was cross and he was always been in her life, annoying her everything she did or didn't do. Yet When her teacher forces her to teach a new student the ropes she finds out she isn't the only freak in this world.
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