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1 ans

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Alexandra a 16 ans . La rentré est dans une semaine et elle passe en seconde . Son père est parti il y a longtemps et sa mère et en voyage d'affaire pendant 1 ans . 1 ans toute seule , Alexandra avait très peur . Étant petite Alex était très intelligente et surtout celle que tout le monde connaissais, elle était timide mais ouverte au gens . Elle avait surtout un meilleur ami : Adrien . Mais quand ce dernier a déménagé à l'autre bout du pays Alex a était détruite , elle avait que lui . Depuis elle est devenu très solitaire et ne parle plus beaucoup au gens de peur de souffrir . Ses notes dégringolent depuis 3 ans la date exacte quand Adrien et parti ... Mais par la suite Alexandra sera surprise de voir des gens qui vienne de loin , il y aura des rebondissements de la joie de la tristesse et peut-être aussi de l'amour .
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