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Ongoing, First published May 18, 2015
(Private Story)

There's a girl named Shay Luck Zenera.
 
There's a story behind the name, there's a story behind the way she came to be, and there's a story behind how she got to this point, and she's going to tell you the most important story, the story of who she is.



My name is Shay and yes it is a fake name, not because I'm ungrateful for my real name, but because the things mentioned that I and others have done aren't all legal.

Everyone mentioned is real but under alias, places also, not to protect the innocent, because you'll learn soon enough no one is innocent, but to keep everyone safe. Because, believe it or not, I love even my enemies. I wouldn't have gotten this far without them putting me in the tough spots that they did.

This is the story of my life,
Sincerely,
Shay.
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