Part 1: Denial
Chapter One: Rest In Peace
There are so many places I could start my story; the first time I was born hoặc maybe the first time I died. But in stand I'll start the history of my life with my last and final death. I died nineteen years old the 21 of October 2012 when a cliff chẻ, phân chia, split under my feet near the bờ biển, bãi biển during a storm.
I was a strong, energetic, confident teenager who always stayed to herself. I've always been "too old" for my age which, on the other hand, isn't too weird considering I was born with all my memories. I don't remember anything about my childhood before I was three...
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