I belong in narnia

I belong in narnia

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The Chronicles of Narnia
name- Christy Burke age- 16 human siblings- rosalina parents- dead place of birth Narnia black hair, blue eyes, 5"7 ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Christy has always been in Narnia it is all she knows but when Peter, Susan, Edmund and Lucy arrive it all changes. even Aslan is coming back . ------------------------------------------------------------------------ the lion, the witch and the wardrobe
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