The Start The Elvv Chronicles; Book 1
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It’s the end of the world. No one else notices it, just me Veera Elvv. I’m lucky to have found my last name (I only just found it), I don’t have a middle name, no one does, unless you’re an actual person but they suck anyway so I don’t mind. You might be wondering if I’m human right now, the answer is tricky. Biological yes, I look like they’re supposed to too, dark brown hair bright blue eyes (my grandmother once told me they looked like the sky of her childhood, I’ve never really seen it), but emotionally, psychologically?I’m not sure, on the plus side I’m not sure anyone else is either. I wonder if anyone is actually reading this, I wonder if THEY killed me for it. Doesn’t matter, someone had to do it and even if THEY already destroyed this, that’s okay, I tried. I hope someone knows.
Isn’t that an odd thought, hoping for someone to read your secret diary.
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