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Tyler Davien Clarkson
The blue haired girl walked down the street with her hands in her pockets and her eyes focused on the ground. She was walking close by the walls of different stores so she wouldn't run into anyone. Everyone gave her weird looks, and without looking up, she knew they were. A lot if people feared difference. Meaning, people were scared of people who were different. We all are, and there is no way of changing that trait in society. Suddenly, Tyler felt herself bump into something or someone. She fell to the ground with a soft thud.
Look At What Is Happening To You.
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We Are A Team. We Are Friends. We Are Heroes.
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Female | Late/Middle Teen | Bisexual | Taken | Semi-literate Roleplayer | Pms Open
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