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Screaming Color
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Ongoing, First published Sep 04, 2014
There once were two girls who were so different that they ended up being alike. 
Connie was quiet. 
Ellie was loud. 
Connie lived in the background. 
Ellie owned the foreground. 

But despite their differences, the girls learnt to live life on opposite sides of England, not just by being with each other (mentally) but also for each other. And believe it or not, they discover that there's a big difference between living, and being alive.
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