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There was once a girl I used to know. Her name was Alex. I just knew from the first day I met her there was something different about her. She was not a person who stood out but one who sadly was easily forgotten for she rarely said a word. Nothing she did really revealed what she was like, for she was just a shell of a person.  The first time she ever spoke was a shock, for a while I was even still unsure if she really could talk but here she was
talking... well it was more like a whisper.

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