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Encounters With A...Country? [BEING RE-WRITTEN]
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Twenty one year old Fawn Lillies goes to the University of Florida. She is a shy but determined student, majoring in Zoology and getting a minor in Writing. Having no known health issues, the sudden unknown paralysis that hit her in her dorm on March 25, 2015 at 9:53 A.M. She's rushed to the hospital, but it's too late.
When she wakes up...wait, wakes up? Isn't she dead? Yeah, that's what she thought too. But now she's in a strange forest in the middle of no where, and worst of all, this fat white bird won't SHUT UP.
Read to find out where this trip takes her....
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