Finding Myself.
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  • Parts 10
  • Time 1h 20m
Ongoing, First published Nov 07, 2015
"I don't want to be a fake anymore!" I cried "I want to be real. I want to be me!"

"Whoever that is.." 

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Lacey has lived a lie for most of her life- she dyed her hair, changed her clothes, changed her personality. All to fit in with the 'popular' group. 

But now she wants to change all that, she wants to be real- she wants to be herself.  But, what happens when the school's delinquent pops into her life?

Will she abandon her real self and go back to her phony persona, or will she embrace who she is and hope he feels the same?
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