Tiffany

Reads 212
Votes 7
Parts 3
Time 14m

Reads 212
Votes 7
Parts 3
Time 14m

A 12 year old girl name Tiffany Chadwick in Malkad Elementary tells about her story of going through the difficulties of growing up and how her life changes around her.All Rights Reserved

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