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Back and Badass
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Ongoing, First published Oct 24, 2019
Sophie Wilson has had enough, she's been bullied and mocked since the beginning of school. So she goes to Australia. 

Now she is back, and she is bad. It all started in middle school, I had accidentally offended someone 'high up in the ranks' and her squad (probably 90% of the school) did not take that lightly.

From that day on everyone hated me, and I could not walk down the hall without getting hurt.

 I was always looking over my shoulder and jumped at the slightest things.

MY LIFE WAS HELL.

Hell, even the principal turned a blind eye to all the bullying. If a teacher caught a student in the act they walked away, giving me sympathetic glances over her shoulder.

I took a little trip to Australia and picked up a couple of things- you know like how to make a bomb, how to shoot moving targets, how to stand up for myself, how to ride a motorcycle e.t.c. 

This is my story. I went from an innocent little girl to a badass. You up for it?
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