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An incident that happened 10 years ago leaves 2 families in under distress, one more than the other. An incident impossible to forget, yet somehow it was. Tiffany, a five-year-old and Angel, a nine-year-old, both forgot an aspect of that day 10 years ago. Be it how someone's face looked or the whole thing. But nothing is forgotten forever, Tiffany starts to have dreams 10 years later, dreams that seemed like memories, her memories. A different dream every night but always the same year, 20XX. Then a girl suddenly appears in the middle of the school year and she looks like the girl from Tiffany's dreams. But she's older, taller, has less hair, piercings, but the biggest difference is she wears contacts, bright red contacts. The new girl and the seemingly perfect normal girl have nothing in common. Or do they? . . . . . . . . . "I will put her back together again." . "She won't remember anything." . "Your mother would have loved America." . I'm sorry Daddy." . "You're an Android......... What?!". . . . . . . This is a book I'm writing and I wanted to test it out on Wattpad to see how people would like it, so updating will be extremely slow.
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I'm beautiful, I'm rich; I'm every guy's dream. In other words, I am perfect and I'm not afraid to flaunt it. But that's only what they tell me. I can't remember anything after the accident. I lost every memory I ever made, every thought I ever had. I was in a coma for five months and when I finally awoke in that sickeningly white hospital, no one would tell me anything; not even the black haired boy that scrambled to find a nurse as I moved for the first time in almost half a year. No one will give me the whole story and no one will tell me the truth. But I'm determined to figure it out because it's my life and I need to know who I was before the crash. The only problem: I don't know if I want to.

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