I Don't Fucking Know

I Don't Fucking Know

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A girl, like any other. Yet this time this girl gets a time to share. Though that is only a maybe. Maybe or maybe not. ________________________________________________ In this story, it talks about a girl that goes through life like any other. She goes through school fights, parties, trauma. Just like any other girl would, but this time it's not something that is hidden. Not something that is concealed. It shows the feelings, the emotions, of what's living in every single human. How it can be joyous. How it can be terrifying. Though to see how this character displays it, you'll have a stick around and see.
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