The Stolen Emerald
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Last published Fri, Feb 13, 2015
The color green sickens me. Nausea, pain, you name it. The doctors assume that I'm perfectly healthy, everyone thinks I just have a unnatural phobia of every shade of green. No, it wasn't childhood trauma, heck, I don't even remember my childhood.
I was considered an outcast.My neighbors avoided me, children thought I was strange, teens teased me.
Meeting a pregnant woman, 8 year old twins, and a large dog was probably the most exciting that happened in my life. On a journey to a kingdom called Smaragdus, opened my bright red eyes.
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