chapter 2

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I'm on my way"

Christie called to Nathan, her brother who was still enjoying his music in his room.
Nonchalantly he replied her

"you have repeated that twice already"

Unknown to her that was her third time of saying it.
Noticing what he had done. He took the ear plugs quickly from his ears and ran towards the door where she was standing pretended he was just hearing her although he knew he already hurt her

"you said what"?

  He whispered, to himself of course because she had already left.
"To err is human"

Christie was a tall slender girl , she had the shape of a lady. She was indeed gifted but she wasn't the proud type. She always walked like a princess. She was liked by everyone even the air around her made sure she was comfortable. Sorry to bust your bubbles. That was who she was six years ago. She is French and has ombre hair which she got from her mum.


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She has the gift of being able to speak many languages. But that has gotten her in trouble once which made her to hate that gift. She was a victim of kidnapping  years ago which made her to have a problems with memories. She forgets things quickly. But she has been undergoing treatment.  She was getting better but it was at a slow pace.

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