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Adopted by The Romans (Flamingeo Fanfic) [ON HOLD]
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Hey, I'm Elisa, but you can call me Liz. I'm 4 years old born on March 29th, 2013. I have a twin brother Elijah, and he's my best friend. I have a big brother Elias. He takes care of me and my brother. But there's a nice lady that takes care of me, my brother and my brother. The lady told me that my Mommy is on a very long vacation with Jesus. I don't know what she looks like. But my Daddy was a mean person and he is in a special place for mean people. I live in a orphanage and I have no idea what the word mean and how to say it.
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