Our Kind
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Last published Sat, Aug 5, 2017
My name is eve I was born 3002 years ago and have been an orphan since then. My life had a lot of ups and downs, lots of bloodshed and people sacrificing their lives for me. In the year 2000 I died and was brought back to life exactly July 30, 2000. I was reborn. Growing up I had trouble getting friends but when I moved across the world it became easy like chewing gum. When I moved I didn't know the reason why I moved. My mom always told me I was special and that there are some people who might not accept you. It was true. My life changed from the night I turned 16 years old. I became someone else, I became something else.
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