Muted Beauty
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- Chapitres 5
Contenu pour adultesEn cours d'écriture30m
Dernière publication ven., oct. 23, 2015
Hi. Im Ayah Stille. Im 14 years old. My friends...well my friend call me Red. Her name is Jaclyn. I call her Jay. This book is about how my life turned upside down quickly. i'm considered an outcast at school. Have you ever been stabbed by your father? I have. My family said I've been a disgrace ever since i was born. I've always been invisible. I've been labeled a slut. My life has been a great disaster. Is there anyone to help me? I don't think so. Do you? Read and follow me through my life and learn my story. This is how I became a Muted Beauty.
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