Miracle Child.
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  • Reads 157,068
  • Votes 7,265
  • Parts 13
  • Time 2h 8m
Ongoing, First published Sep 05, 2014
An object is as strong as its weakest link, but so is a person. 

But then again, no one is perfect.

When you're slammed into the dark streets of life at a young age what do you do? You cope.

That's exactly what Cassandra Roqua did, she coped. No one taught her how to love, how to fight or how to be herself. She did it all on her own.

She was a hurricane disguised as a beautiful girl.

When she suddenly goes from all alone, to in all ways surrounded, how does that affect her? 

Could someone such as herself possibly be, dare i say, heartless?
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