Extraordinarily Ordinary
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- Partes 3
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Última publicación mié, ene 18, 2017
I tottered on my feet and bit my lip nervously. I glanced up at the tree with clenched fists before looking back down to my feet. This was the puny moment in my life where my fate would be decided. I was angry, pointing out the flaws of the system. Oh, but apparently the tree knows, was one of my many points. It somehow knew why I was born here and not in... I didn't know any examples, Serium maybe? Why me, though? Thinking back on the event now not even I can tell why my seven year old self thought of these things.
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