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Azione e Thriller
Charlie P.O.V. hey just to let you all know im not a guy Charlie is just my nickname. My really name is Charlotte Adams im 16 well I was. and no I'm not dead I was sixteen while writing this I am now 18 years old. Now I have a very interesting story to tell you. about a boy and a girl. The girl is named Victory Evans and the boy is named Brody Knight. now Body is the heir to the knight palace while victory is well she's not exactly poor but not in between either while her family struggles to pay for food water and all other necessities Brody is living in a palace eating with his soon to be wife Kiara Olivera the princess of Spain. These two people seem to be living in two different worlds, right? Well what happens when victory saves Brody from near death, will their paths cross or will they just continue to be strangers in this place we call life?
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What did they mean? I knew who I was, didn't I? I was Rosalia Mallory, a girl left on the doorstep of our town's foster agency to find a new home. From there I went through three homes before at the age of 16 instead of having to live in the group home I secured enough money to, along with the money the foster carers were given for me, to buy an apartment building. Alongside a job bartending and waitressing I had enough money to attend college and am currently studying Religion and Mythology, Creative writing and Art. Just a normal teenage girl with a normal life. But at the same time, I'm not. Who am I? Seems like the most cliché question a teenager can ask right? Except when your missing months, if not years, of your life suddenly that seemingly simple question takes on a whole new meaning. After all, if you don't know your whole past how can you answer that for yourself?

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