Brace For It (Working on it)
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Last published Sun, Apr 10, 2016
14-year old Anna Mari, is informed that she needs to keep her braces on for another year. When she's sure she won't be able to take anymore of it, the worst happens- a zombie apocalypse. With Anne on the search to find a orthodontist to remove them, will she be able to find one, or will she be
stuck as a medal mouth forever and still somehow save the world...?
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{inspired by Tumblr post I saw on Instagram. I really thought I'd be the only one who would actually try and make it come true}
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