Meu primeiro Halloween
Meu primeiro Halloween

Meu primeiro Halloween

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Tudo parecia estar correndo tudo bem. Primeiro halloween pedindo doces, diversão era garantida... Mas como nem tudo sempre acontece como esperamos, algo surreal acontece. Luiza se encontra em uma situação completamente absurda e impossível de se acontecer, mas acontece. O que você faria se a sua realidade sumisse de uma hora para outra? O que faria se tudo mudasse em questão de segundos? O que faria se, de uma hora para outra, o mundo que você conhece desaparecesse?

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"A esperança é a unica coisa mais forte que o medo." S O B R E M I N H A P E S S O A Bom, sou alguém completamente apaixonada por leitura...

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