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Do we ever see her again?

Hello darlings. This is my FIRST story that I have written in english. I tried my best spelling errors were corrected, but I'm only 13, so I do not know very much about english, yet. However, I hope that toi would tell me any errors, what i have in this story. This is also my first story here, so can toi put comments, what toi think about this story/chapter, Thank you.


Chapter 1: Realising

Flora sat on the toilet , holding a pregnancy test, which was blinking 2 red lines. Flora stared at the lines in horror . She was too young for that . And she was already in 3 month!...
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posted by FloraBoricua
I tried to havesome inspiration here MDR At least I tried!

If toi haven't read the other chapters, here they are ;)
Chapter 1:
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Chapter 2:
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Previous Chapter: A boy named Leo told Flora who was Helia with at the party and Flora got sad. Layla tried to help her but the fairy of nature refused. The specialists came to visit the Winx. After seeing Krystal embracing Helia, she hide in the library. Krystal showed her 'true colors' par telling Flora her purpose with Helia. The fairy escaped once again leaving Helia behind in the library.





Flora flew away from the bibliothèque with a broken cœur, coeur that...
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His hand found its way to her face, the blow stinging, sure to montrer in black and blue the suivant day.
“Useless. Helpless. Troublesome child.” The man snarled as he looked down at his daughter trembling in the corner. Her head buried in her hands—in an ineffective attempt to child herself from the man’s hard fists. Of course when he couldn’t strike her face he settled for a rapide, swift kick to her ribs cage. A kick just hard enough to lay her face down on the floor. She wouldn’t cry this time.
Another kick, this time to the head. “Weak, pathetic, waste of space.” He bellowed words slurred...
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