La Ultima Inocencia
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Última publicación mar, ene 31, 2017
Aura Ramirez, Una chica de 16 años, sueña con el momento de su graduación, pero todo se ve opacado por el cruel destino cuando el día mas importante de su vida se convirtió en una pesadilla, un grupo de terroristas interrumpió su tan anhelada graduación, Aura deberá hacer hasta lo imposible por tratar de salir con vida de aquel encierro.
- Esa niña quedo atrás, no mas lagrimas,la sangre me hizo madurar...
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