The Silent Dreamer

The Silent Dreamer

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Sun, Jul 14, 2013
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Charlotte Baker seemed like your normal 17 year old teenager. She lived in the suburbs of California with her parents and siblings. The twins and the triplets. Social Media was Charlotte's way of connecting with the world. Through Wattpad and Facebook Charlotte felt like she belonged with the world. Felt as if she had a chance with the school's bad boy, James Anderson. In order to be seen and heard Charlotte will dream. Dream that she could be heard. Because.... Charlotte was a Silent Dreamer. A mute dreamer.
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