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Lost in Time (a Doctor Who fanfic) *ON HOLD*
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Ongoing, First published Mar 29, 2013
I'm Winter Cooper, just your average 17 year old girl, your average 17 year old girl who's plagued by nightmares. But are the monsters real or do they remain a figment of my imagination? And when I'm scared and lost will he find me or will he give up? I used to be Winter Cooper, your average 17 year old girl. Now I'm stronger, but weaker. Now I'm happier, but sadder. Now I'm scared.
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