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Last published Thu, Oct 9, 2014
Copyrighted October 8, 2014
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What comes to mind when you think of the name Holly? Oh, probably the Christmas decoration, or 'Deck the halls with bows of holly, fa la la la la, la la la la!' Ya, no. I'm fifteen, with long, aburn hair and deep brown eyes. I have a sharp nose, and freckles that dot my face like some one flicked a paintbrush at a canvas. I am a walking disaster, like a chain reaction. Of bad luck, that is. I'm going to test my luck at a party, tonight... This isn't going to go well.
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