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Hatter Away

Hatter Away

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Wed, Apr 13, 2016
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Trixie knew she was never normal. With her unnatural black hair and her weird addiction to sewing, it was impossible to think that she could be. And her past, lets not forget about that. Well, at least the parts she can remember. Let's name them. One: Waking up in a forest with no memory and boy claiming to be her boyfriend. Two: Finding out that the girl in red wanted to kill her. Three: Living on the streets trying to avoid said girl. Four : Coming to this "orphanage" for "special " children only to be judged by the other kids. Five : Starting to experience weird things like talking butterflies and rabbits with pocket watches. Six: Finding out her parents are still alive, and are in trouble. Well, that was unexpected, wasn't it?
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