Orphan
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Humanity differs from them. They cannot exsist, right? My mind, whats wrong with me? Why are my memories a blur? Is this a dream?
Lizzie use to be a girl stranded on the streets, until a family took her in. Their home is not the normal home, vampires, werewolves, half human creatures live there. In this story Lizzie's memories seem to be very importaint, but if they are, why is it that they are blurred? She sprials through the story, trying to learn, trying to figure out if this is a dream. Whats real to her if all her memories are a bunch of made up lies?
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