Animals transform

Animals transform

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Sofia is a kind hearted dog, her life was perfect until humans came and shot her beloved mother. After that hatred grew in Sofia's heart, will she understand humans after she sees what they do in their point of view. Follow the adventures of Sofia Emma and Lilly when they become humans. Author's note: this is my first novel that I publish in watt pad, so no hate!This story was inspired by one of my childhood games I played with my cousins. So I hope everyone will enjoy this story. This story is dedicated to my cousin Raya Al hajri , and my younger sister Reem Al hajri.
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