Amnesia
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I laughed as we sat on his couch in the living room as he told me a joke. "You're such a dork." I told him laughing still. "I'm you're dork." This is Emily Rose, an ordinary girl with a dream to go to the best collage. To make her life worth living. When she gets accepted, she has no idea how to tell her boyfriend Calum. See how see figures this out by reading amnesia.
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