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I Am Not Your Slave Anymore!

I Am Not Your Slave Anymore!

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Tue, Dec 15, 2015
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Fantasy
You heard of humans turning into wolfes at fullmoon... but have you ever heard of us? We look every bit like you but under the beautyful fullmoon we grow wings and our hair and eyes change colours. Under the fullmoon I can fly free without thinking about stupid girls bullying me... and stupid Boys being after me and hitting me. Jenna is an ordinary girl she is average hight and has green eyes and blonde hair. Since she was a preschooler she was bullied because she was quiet and kept to herself. No one listened to her when she was talking so she stopped talking, after a year they thought she couldnt and the bullying got worse... But now she can feel something changing and soon she will be having her 16th birthday. What will happen on her birthday? And will anyone but her care??? Read to find out.
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