Evil in all
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Last published Wed, Dec 24, 2014
This is a story about two girls, who are completely different. Lena Goodchild is referred to as the "Angel" and Rita Black as the "Devil" These two people learn about the meaning of life, from one another. Tangled in lies, and romance, Rita and Lena are somehow connected in a special way.
Lena learns from Rita what it means to be self-sufficient, courageous, and fearless. Meanwhile Rita learns from Lena what it's like to be loyal, kind and selfless. The spirits of these two girls are perfected by one another. While others, see this friendship as unnatural. Even when separated by those who love them, Goodchild and Black will always find their way back to each other.
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