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Leslie's life was good. She had good grades, a good boyfriend, good friends, and a good family. But, in just the matter of a few months, everything falls apart. Now, 5 years later, is there any hope for Leslie? Is there anybody out there that can save her from her self destruction? (My chemical romance reference, i know, i know)
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