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Δ I'm sorry for this description..i kinda bad for that but i will try my best and also the image not my art i just found it on pinterest. Δ
Names Lucy ( she think the name is her cause she didn't remember her name also she have unknown last name..so..)
Age 18 to 19
Alone since 4.
No parents
No friends
oh! Almost forgot she kinda have split personality.
she is human..but something inside her body deny that word..
one day, (today actually) Lucy just laying herself on a tree in the forest watching birds flying freely..the sky..but..then..somethi-
read to find out-
This is my first story..so it maybe not good.
Thank you for reading this 💕.
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