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There will be some religious content in here, so don't read if you're offended. But personally, I feel all nonviolent people are unique, regardless of religious practice. Bella looked around in the dark bedroom of hers. She layed on her bed and gave out a long sigh. Her room walls used to be covered in mirrors, but were now bare as said mirrors, save for one, were taken down in self shame and disgust at herself. She could hear the cheers down below in the dining room. She gave a louder sigh knowing what the cheering was about. It was J.D.'s birthday today. J.D. She felt a tear in her eye and decided to let it fall if it grew. Sure, she b

Hello. My name is Rita. Maybe you've heard of me. Maybe you haven't. Either way, you came here to hear my story of how I got to be where and what I am today. It started ever since I became part of Fagin's gang. We were all puppies at the time, including myself. That was when I first met Dodger. He was everything a girl could want. A cool attitude, a knowledge of the streets, and a need to help out his friends. But I wanted more than to be just friends with him. At first I thought it was only a crush, a dumb little one that would go away. But days turned into weeks, and months turned into years. The feeling wouldn't go away. I loved him,