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                      Prologue.                     [Everyday has its own dream. And every dream has its own world. And in every world there is a new creation. But I have no dream and no purpose. My dad died four years ago ever since I have been miserable. My mom always encouraged me to be strong,only for n her I was.]
_______________________________________"Sonia... Sonia "her voice echoed through the classroom makings my hairs stand. "y- yes, miss Pollack"

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