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Concluida, Has publicado oct 17, 2012
Once Upon A Time, 

There was a girl, a girl who had everything she asked for. She lived in a house, a home that was nothing but white. Except inside the windows, it was dark inside. The girl sat by the windows looking out to the trees. The tall oak that comfortably sat across the road. She watched as the Fall leaves danced in the crisp air. Another girl about her age skipped across the grass and chased a red leaf floating in the air. Her brown hair flowed behind her, She watched as the girl picked up a small figure. The girl in her window titled her head and leaned closer at her sudden curiosity. The girl outside held a doll in her hands, it was so strange to her. She had never seen such an interesting thing in her seven years of childhood.

The girl that was watching, the girl in the dark windows, in that white house. Her name was, Lucy.
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