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Complete, First published Nov 27, 2015
Mature
Anaya Miller; A girl broken and lost. She's searching for some sort of control of her life which seems to be slipping through her fingers and spiraling out of control. With the help and affection of her bestfriend will she be able to overcome the seeming disasters in her life?

(Have a revised and edited version coming soon. I matured a lot in my writing over time and I'd love to tinker with this to add my new style of writing to it. Look out for it)
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