A Different Story
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Última publicación lun, feb 6, 2017
My name is Camille Alexandra Baker. I am a homeschooled sixteen year old junior from a small town called Clearfall Sands in South Carolina, and I can't explain the "how" in one paragraph, but...my life changed. I don't mean that in a metaphorical or "I'm having a midlife crisis" way--No. I mean that in a literal way. It all started when I started logging everything that happened in my life for my Home Economics credit. I started feeling different than my usual self; My friends and family noticed, too. Flashes of someone else's life from forever ago, that felt like my own memories. It made me wonder... Who am I? Who am I really?
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