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... voice pulled me out of my slumber. I turned around and covered my head with a pillow and took a deep breath before sitting up. I looked towards the mirror facing my bed. White bed hair, red eyes, and a face that mostly resembled my mother. We all took her best features.
I didn’t know who my father was; mother rarely talked about him. The only thing she would call him was a useless man. The only thing he left behind was the color of my hair since my mother’s hair was red.
No one ...
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