MI VIDA ESTA POR CAMBIAR ?

MI VIDA ESTA POR CAMBIAR ?

karely167tejada

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Last published Fri, Jun 28, 2019

amistadverdadera amorverdadero coraje familia mudansas

Hola mi nombre es karely y les voy a contar una pequeña parte de mi vida pero la vedad no se si es verdad o solo sea mentira ya que mi papa nos dijo que nos vamos a cambiar de casa en pocas palabras nos dijo nos vamos a mudar no se a donde pero nos vamos a cambiar..... asi que les quiero decir esto para que sepan todo lo que pasa he incluso si me voy les segire comentando todo por wattpad aaaa por cierto esta es una historia real que esta pasando en mi vida, espero les guste esto por que ami no me gusta la parte de que me tengo que mudar JEJEJE okno

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