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Rose [ A Revenge Story ]
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Rose (Revenge Story )
On my sixth birthday my daddy asked me what I wanted I said a pony. On my seventh birthday my mommy asked me what I wanted, I said I wanted to be a princess. On my eight birthday my grandma and grandpa asked me what I wanted, I said I wanted my mom and dad back. On my ninth birthday I was put into care. On my tenth birthday no one asked me what I wanted. Same with the eleventh, twelfth and thirteenth. So on my fourteenth birthday I asked myself what I wanted. I come up with a one word answer, revenge.
(Please be warned this story is not for the faint hearted 18+) I wanted to have it under romance / mystery but they don't have that so yeah.
So I think this story has been made privet. I am sorry about this. It was not by my doing, if you would still like to read it follow me and add to your library again. Sorry.
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