My Name Is Aadila

My Name Is Aadila

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Hey guys! This story is about a 15 year old Muslim girl who had to flee her home in Iraq and move to New York just to be safe from the Taliban.This is my first story on Watt pad! This story is just draft and if you guys like it, expect more chapters!
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