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Ongoing, First published Sep 06, 2013
Sitting on an old, worn bench was a girl. She had long, black hair and piercing green eyes. Her name, you ask? No one knew the strange girls name, because no one could see her. Sadly, this isn't her story. It's mine. My name is Elizabeth Jenkins and I died.All Rights Reserved
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