Stuck In The Middle
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Last published Fri, Jul 4, 2014
"Don't let them EVER change you! Can you hear me, kid? " whispered Michael's father as he was laying on the wet, bloody floor.
Let's say this is a short sneak peak of my story....What else can I say?
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