Small Creatures: My Own Little People

Small Creatures: My Own Little People

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I am old. Oh, so very old. Built in 1849, I've seen many 'people' come and go, and they've all had an impact on me, no matter how big or small. This, though, is just the story of my own little creatures, at least the current ones.
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My name is Mered, just your average 15 year old. But I'm not the same as you. I'm in a foster home with kids I don't like, attend a school with others I might not have at friends and I'm seeking to find the other 'species of the North'. There were 10 of them and 9 are already dead. I hope I will find the last remaining. Will there be someone like me?

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