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My name is Phoebe North. I have Seventeen brothers and sisters. It wasn't always that way. It started out with me, and from there, Mom had Dylan. After a while, she began to adopt children. She had Mick and Aldo and before we knew it, there were ten of us. Dad died, leaving mom heartbroken. Until she ran into a former fiancé. Frank Beardsley, the admiral, who just so happened to have Eight kids. He asked my mother to marry him soon after, and we moved into a lighthouse. But, enough about the past. Let's skip to the present.
We really do not like each other. Our families constantly feud, and let's face it, we should not be anywhere near each other. They're all well-mannered and we're pretty free-spirited. We couldn't be more different. But, our parents don't seem to care. I guess that's what love can do to someone. Make them totally blind to everyone around them. I guess I wouldn't know. I've never felt something so strong towards anyone. Anyways, let's get to the present.
Okay, I know it's short, and pretty bad but, review, please?