All About Briar
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MatureOngoing5m
Last published Thu, Apr 2, 2015
It was all an accident I just walked in right in the the ring, of two fighting kids. I didn't didn't know, what I had done till it was to late. I was simply reading a book when I see a boy beating a skinny boy in the face. I can tell the one beating had a lot a blood on his fist. He turned his head to me hearing me gasp. The corner of his lip turned up as he dropped the boy and walked toward me. I knew at that moment my life would be one mess-up roller coster.
Beware my spelling sucks and grammar. I don't know if I like the title. Yes my first book that I ever posted idk the rating on the book will be going with the flow.
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