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yooooo allemaal, hier is mijn boek dan;))
ik ga even een kleine inhoud typen, dus enjoy💓
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KORTE INHOUD
Havana is een meisje van 12 jaar, wanneer haar vader sterft. Haar moeder wordt depressief en onhandelbaar, ze heeft hulp nodig, maar niemand kan die haar geven. Wanneer Havana het echt niet meer aankan loopt ze weg van huis, van alles wat ze liefhad. Ze overleefd door bedelen, dozen en haar eigen krachten. Als ze op haar vaders verjaardag bloemen gaat brengen op zijn graf, gebeurd het onmogelijke.
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To be honest, het is echt 'n suuuperkorte inhoud, dus als je meer wilt zien moet je maar lezen;))💋
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