UNDYING(On Hold)

UNDYING(On Hold)

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I was a normal 17 year old girl living with my foster parents when we moved back to the town where I was born and I hated it... I didn't want to go back... But I became more and more intrested in what I feared the most, my past. Will I discover what my mother had meant when she always told me our family was special or will my past or someone elses jealousy beat me to it? Join me as I find out my wonderful or not so wonderful past... And maybe the reason why I can't die.... 'I looked at the town again and saw Auntie Ester's shop.She was standing outside looking directly into my eyes when a sly smile crept up on her face. I looked away quickly and saw we were pulling into a drive way of a pretty cottage house. "Welcome home sweetie!" said my mom with an excited tone.'
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