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My LIFE as a...*Book Series* *on hold*
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Ongoing, First published Dec 16, 2016
copyright © UtubeQueenShipper/MonkeyLover(SarahStylinson)™2016
**DON'T STEAL, IF YOU WANT MY IDEAS JUST ASK AND I MIGHT LET YOU IF YOU CREDIT AND STUFF**
A tale..how a shy girl over came the world and found her self along the way!
*this is not written in first person or what ever! meaning instead of I is sarah, thats mine so..
I have no idea how to make this a series and not just one book but, vote and tell me what you think! DONT STEAL FROM ME! I OWN EVERYTHING but people mention this example:friends and family
All is pre written on my school computer as I was growing up so yeah!
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