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Life Is Just A Race

UnwantedAnxiety

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LECTURAS 4,056
Votos 127
Partes 37
Hora 2h 31m

UnwantedAnxiety

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After living in New York for a few months as a Homeless pick-pocketer, Buckle, a 17 year old girl tries to get her life back on track and leave her illegal habits behind her. The only problem is that there are no shops willing to take her after her criminal past. Now she has to find work else where and try not to end up in jail or worse. Hopefully the Newsboys of New York will be able to teach her that she is more than just her past, but a human being. And most importantly, a Newsie.

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This is a Race Track x OC incase any of you were wondering.

This is just a story that Ive been writing for fun. If there are any mistakes or errors its because I didnt check over the chapter very well. So sorry if the chapters are short or if its not a good story I just did this story for my own enjoyment.Todos los derechos reservados

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