Friday the 13th

Friday the 13th

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Ongoing<5 mins

Last published Thu, Mar 26, 2015

I'm Elisa Johnson. Just like any average 14 year old teenager I don't believe in bad luck , until today. Would my whole day be like this or would there be a break through

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