Secrets can kill
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I broke the rules,they were simple
-trust no one
-tell no one
-lie threw your teeth
-don't get caught
Argh I'm in deep shit now but that's my life for ya always getting into deep shit,but I wouldn't change it for the world it made me stronger,mentally and physically I'm not that weak girl that used to dream about life no now I'm the girl that gives the nightmares.
Let me tell you a little bit on how I broke the rules well it all started when I got assigned a mission-learn to blend in as a normal teenage girl the moral of the mission is to learn how to blend in I thought it would be easy I mean if I can make a Mexican bomber believe that I'm his long lost twin brother than I can be a teenage girl right?wrong turns out this will be the hardest mission I've ever been on thanks to him...
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