Ana Loraine
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Last published Fri, Aug 12, 2016
Ana had spent her life wanting to do something that would make her happy for once. She wanted her life story to be something she could look back and not regret. Ana decides that she will listen to no one except herself. One hospital accident makes he realize that her story is about to end when it hadn't even truly began.
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I sat on the tree branch staring at all the people in black staring the white casket before them. I watched the whole ceremony from start to finish no really paying attention to what was said. Mainly paying attention to the single face that stood out to me in the crowd Leanne Brice. The only thing that made her stick out was not the fact that she was the only one not crying. But was that she was the only one who wore a white dress to my very own funeral.
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