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reality vs my life (nanowrimo)

reality vs my life (nanowrimo)

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What would you do if you had woken up on your birthday to find your dad arguing with some old man. Kaylee had woken up earlier than she should have had to, as she walked downstairs to see what had happened there was an old man who appeared to be arguing with her father, what would you have done, she did something she would have never considered doing had her dad not told her to. She ran, she ran away from home hoping she would be able to see them again. What would you have done if there was an old man who looked as if he would kill you and your parents, what would you have done if he told your dad you had a destiny and deserved to know...
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