A New Page
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Ongoing8m
Last published Sun, Feb 21, 2016
"Every morning starts a new page in your story.
Make it a grate one."
Love & full of humor kind of story, not the typical kind of people you'll see everyday.
How an average girl dealing like an adult with no help, or friends with her, she feels like the different one, like an immature adult and lives in her fantasy.
She starting the collage; but things not exactly like they should be.
Will her fantasy discovered as part of the real life? read and you'll know!
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