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Placed in the 1780's , Lucy always felt that she was placed in the wrong generation , or possibly the fact that she hated her name 'Lucy' . 'Too girly ' She thought. At times she wondered why she had to follow the crowd. "Flexible legs Lucy," The girls say "try harder , you're not getting any better!" Tears filled her eyes , but she knew this had to be the only way. But the thought filled her head, 'why not?'.
Auntie Dearest
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