Shades
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- Parts 8
MatureOngoing24m
Last published Tue, Apr 4, 2017
"Give them back!" I screamed after she stomped away throwing them on the ground. Good thing they didn't brake they were the only thing that made me stand out in the crowd. I thought why would my mom have me hide my eyes if people thought they were pretty? I am going to have to ask her when I'm home.
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