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Miracle Deveraux
Kind, forgiving, caring, smart and overall an amazing person. One of the nicest people anyone could get the pleasure of knowing.
But she struggled to believe any of this, with each day that past. She thought she was: Annoying, incompetent, worthless, an attention seeker. Replaceable.
You see she was always a happy girl growcing up until coming towards the end of middle School. In the beginning of 7th grade was when the torment began.
Physically and mentally. She grew up disabled. She had cerebral palsy.
Mathias DeLuca
Rich kid, spoiled, lacrosse player, popular guy. Man whore personified. One of the biggest assholes you could ever come across.
But what few failed to realize that he was more than that. Yes he was still kind of an asshole. Yet, he wasn't spoiled everything he got he had earned.
He and his father were always close but they started drifting apart when his mother died in a car accident.
This was several years ago. His father got remarried to lucious Wright's mother: Head of the school board.
He and his father didn't always see eye to eye on things but they were still extremely close. When his mom died he started having panic attacks and nightmares about the night in question.
He was broken and he needed a Miracle to fix him
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