Like a Lotus.
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Jezebel Grey, at a glance, could seem as any ordinary punk rock kid. But, nobody knows who she is exactly. None of her friends know enough about her to see why she is the way she is. Her past is blur to others, but so clear in hers. This story is real, don't doubt it's intensity as you read the horrifying, grim, and terrifying pages of Jezebel's life. She is still learning, but she knows that she will change. Because like a lotus, she will bloom in the muddiest of waters.
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