Too Late For Happy Goodbyes (Completed)
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Concluida vie, dic 16, 201631m
I always loved to run, it was all I ever wanted to do, but there wasn't usually much chance to do it in my hometown of Broken Hill, Australia. That was until the day my dad took me, my twin sister Miah and my older brother Yuri to his mine, the place where he worked. There, his mine collapsed, and I was trapped underneath it with him, the rest of my family, friends and everyone else I've ever known on the other side.
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PLEASE DON'T JUDGE HARSHLY, this is my first book that isn't about a zombie apocalypse or something like that, and i'm worried that i probably suck at it.
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