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Fix the Broken (Jelsa)

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Reads 1,341
Votes 61
Parts 17
Time 2h 25m

adventure depression jelsa life loss romance schoollife sister

I have never given thought that I would have a loving family...or even discover happiness and the warmth of love. Though who would adopt a child who can't stand the idea of being touched? Or barely leaves the room in the orphanage? As the years went by, I was introduced to the Arendelle family, and they accepted me as their own. They showed me love and that touches can be gentle not hurtful. I now enjoy warm hugs...I now have a family and a sister at that...

When I entered into Avalon High School, I was unaware of the fact that my life would become so interesting. I now have friends and the teachers are wonderful...but that is not all. My life changed when I met Him...All Rights Reserved

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