Once upon a time there was a girl. She was pretty, intellegent, charming and mysterious. But she was damaged. She had bad anlage. Big dreams. Night after nigt this girl stayed up, she was sinning. Her sin was that she believed. She believed she could be different, special. She thought she could heal the damages. She had thought she could feel alive, adored and needed. But no, she had been disclaimed.
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